I really should have posted about this in October with other Halloween happenings, but I neglected it, and it seems eerily prophetic given the circumstances of the last month. Like always, we carved pumpkins this year, I did a face, Sabrina did a face, Lucy did a face, but Paul stayed true to his Utah Jazz pumpkin. He's done this pumpkin for so many years, that he decided not to draw out the logo this year. He's an expert by now. My husband is a smart guy...a very smart guy. But instead of carving "JAZZ" in his pumpkin, he mistakenly carved "JAAZ" in his pumpkin, as if he were paying tribute to a piece of Ikea furniture. He tried to fix it, but there is no eraser when it comes to carving, so the results were not so great. We laughed about it, but fast forward 5 months to the utter downfall of our Utah Jazz, and what do you know? That little pumpkin was trying to tell us something.
Sloan retired 2 weeks ago, Deron Williams was traded today. What in the world is going on? Why so hasty, Jazz? You couldn't have waited until the summer to deal with all this? I personally think that Deron Williams was over-rated slightly, but did we get anything out of the deal? Maybe. That's a big MAYBE. Sure, we all knew Deron wasn't happy. But who is happy in Utah this time of year? Shouldn't we have looked into getting him some happy pills before making such a move? In fact, the whole team (and possibly the whole state) could use happy pills right now. It's going to snow tomorrow and well into March (possibly April and May too).
I guess it's a done deal, so for the next few months we'll try to endure the weather, remember the glory days, and watch the JAAZ with broken hearts. I've never been so thankful for a guy named Jimmer in my life.
