My Torn Loyalties Between the “Home Team” and the “Underdog.”

I have ALWAYS been a fan of the underdog.   I always like cheering for the team who everyone is cheering against.   I remember that year the Broncos were playing the Packers in the superbowl back in middle school, and everyone I knew (including my mom and two brothers) was cheering for Green Bay.  I decided to cheer for the Broncos, and even made little signs with some crayola markers and notebook paper to wave from my couch in support (while I watched from home with my mom and the bros).  And the Broncos WON!  That is one of my favorite sports memories, and one I often reference back to in order to illustrate my love for the underdog.    (And just a note for any hardcore sports fans that may be reading this… I don’t know if the Broncos actually were the underdogs that year, but since everyone I knew was cheering for the other team, they were the underdogs to me). 

While I love my underdogs, I also have some amount of “home team” spirit, which includes: First, being a fan of any team from Oregon/Washington beating any team from anywhere else; and second, any team from L.A. beating anyone besides teams from the Northwest (except for the Blazers because sorry Portland, I am not a Blazers fan.  Black and Red have never been my colors… what can I say…).   This loyalty becomes very difficult in L.A. because unfortunately, L.A. teams tend to be really good, and I tend to be invited to events where the other team is severly the underdog.   Now, if a partner invites me to a Lakers game, it doesn’t matter how much of an underdog the other side is.  The only place I can cheer for that other team is silently deep inside my heart.   And really, deep inside my heart I don’t even cheer for the underdog in that scenario.  I think, “sorry underdog, but I’m going to have to cheer for L.A. still on this one.  Lakers games are way more fun when the Lakers win.”

All of this is background for last night:  L.A. Kings v. Edmonton Oilers (hockey).  A friend of mine at another law firm had box tickets, and invited me and a few other friends to the game.  It was a great night.  We grabbed dinner first at George’s Cafe (greek food), and then drove down to Staples and parked in Lot 1 because my friend had VIP parking passes.   Then, we went through the VIP entrance and were given Wayne Simmonds bobbleheads (in honor of Black History month) on our way up to the box.   I am REALLY excited about my first bobblehead!

Leading up to the game, a couple of the people said, “yeah, the oilers are the worst team right now, so this game isn’t really going to be exciting… the Kings are totally going to win.”  You know where this is going, right?  So, I made the mistake of saying, “wouldn’t it be funny if the Oilers won?  Because they are the worst team and nobody expects them to win?”  Apparently the guys did not think that would be funny.    The game was actually kind of lame for awhile.  Neither side could get a shot in.   The oilers couldn’t because their shots were bad, and the Kings couldn’t because that goalie was a NINJA!  And they weren’t even fighting very much.   But somewhere along the way, the Oilers scored.  And then they scored again.  And suddenly the underdog was up 2-0.  At that point, I felt guilty for my statement and started cheering for the Kings.  The Kings managed to come back and tie it 2-2, which led to 5 minutes of overtime where nobody scored (shocker), which led to something like 10 rounds of sudden death, which was incredibly stressful to watch, and ultimately the Oilers won.  And Garrett turned to me and said, “This is your fault! You’re not allowed to come anymore!”  It was a joke (I hope…), but it kind of was my fault.   I’m sorry Kings fans!

Holy canoli, did I just write an entire post about SPORTS?  Pretend this is not a post about sports, ok?  Pretend this is a post about either (a) cool stuff to do in L.A.; or (b) the perks of having friends at other law firms.  Those are much more respectable topics for posts by yours truly 🙂

Back AGAIN. For awhile this time ;)

So… I just got back last night from a quick trip to Los Angeles.  Hopefully I will finally be able to catch up on a lot of random things.   The trip to L.A. was short, and fun.  I flew into the Long Beach airport which I’d never done before, and I loved it!  It’s a very tiny airport (I think even smaller than Burbank?) and it was so easy and not stressful.

I felt like I was on a bit of a covert operation though.  A friend of mine from law school had graciously invited me to stay with her and her fiance in their new rental house in Long Beach and borrow one of their cars for my trip.  However, due to a bit of planning failure on my part, it turned out I would be arriving while my friend was still out of town for a wedding.  So her and her fiance decided to leave one of their cars parked in one of the long term lots with the keys inside under the mat and the doors unlocked (brave!).  So basically, I flew into an airport I’d never been to, caught the courtesy shuttle to a car I’d never been in, opened the unlocked door, removed the keys and parking ticket from under the mat, and then drove to a house I’d never been in and let myself in.  I was so caught up in the covert operation-ness of it all that as soon as I got inside I sat down my bag and thought “ok, what is the next step??”

For the next step, I decided to use the trusty iPhone to find a place for lunch, and I ended up walking down and discovering the “Belmont Shores” area of Long Beach.  I have a very negative connotation in my mind when I hear “Long Beach”, but Belmont Shores challenged my thinking.  Second street is lined with shops (from boutique style shops to Banana Republic and Gap) and restaurants and the neighborhood streets are lined with those super tall palm trees a la Beverly Hills.   You can see the ocean from certain points on the street which was definitely beautiful.  I found Banana Republic right away.  I think I have some kind of radar! But I managed to not buy anything… I have bought SO MANY new clothes lately, it’s insane.  I need a support group or something.

Anyway, the trip had two purposes- one for an event where I received an award, and since I had to go to L.A. for that anyway, I decided to double the purpose of the trip to find an apartment.   I think I found my future home, at least for the next year!! I’d love to post a picture or two here, but I can’t have my internet stalkers knowing where I live 😉

The award event was a fantastic lunch at a beautiful L.A. hotel.  The plaque they gave me  was so big I had to leave it behind in L.A. because I had no way to get it home on my flight out that afternoon.  I also received a cash prize which was wonderful since I had to pay to fly myself out there.   I feel very honored that my school chose me for the award 🙂

In other news, I’m back in Portland for now (key words for now).  If I do get the apartment, they prefer me to move in mid-october which is sooner than I had planned on moving to L.A., but very preferred because living out of suitcases is getting OLD.  Also, when I’ve been in Portland I have been alternating between sleeping on my mom’s love seat (not ideal for a 6’4″ woman), or sharing a bed with my friend Becky at her condo.  I appreciate the hospitality of both my mom and Becky, but I really do miss having my own space.   In the meantime, the only other trip I have coming up is a trip to North Carolina to see my brother, SIL, and my two nieces (including one brand new one!) and nephew.  I’m thinking of buying a new camera before I go so I can get better pictures.   Ideally, something in between my point-and-shoot little digital camera that I have now, and one of the those uber-expensive SLR cameras.  I’m thinking something around $200-$300 with better zoom, etc.  will do 🙂