Oh what a craptacular night this was...
About to get on the bus and I asked him to make sure he had his tickets one more time. He checks for his wallet and it's not on him. We check the car and it's not there. Then he remembers... it's in his car... in Austin.
We decide to try and salvage something of the game so I go speeding up I-35 all the way back to Austin and 2 hours later we are back at the arena. It was near the beginning of the 4th quarter so at least we got to see something, right? Wrong. As we try to enter we are stopped by staff and told that "once we leave we can't go back in." I try and explain that we are just getting there and wanted to see the end of the game. "No sir" the y woman says with a scowl on her face and motions for us to leave. So after all that we didn't get to see .