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November 09, 2007
Laker Girl

As a mother, sometimes you have to sacrifice things that you love for your children. Sometimes, it may be as simple as the delicious leftovers from your night out at your favorite restaurant. Sometimes, it may be as serious as giving up countless nights of sleep when you’re child is sick and you must sleep on their floor to make sure you are there if they have an asthma attack.

And sometimes, it’s giving up a date night with your husband AND a really great seat at a Laker game because you know this could be your sons last chance to see his sports hero, Kobe Bryant, play in a Laker uniform.

As a life long Laker fan and a Kobe Bryant fan (Kobe haters you can shutup now because I'm tired of hearing you talk already. Ok? Thanks!) it hurt. It really did. But, the smile that swept over his face when I told him that, with his big brother's blessing ("I won't be mad if Dad takes him, Mom. I know how much it would mean to him!), I was going to give him my ticket and let him take my place at the game melted away any disappointment that I felt about it.

I may never get a free ticket like that ever again, I may never get to see Kobe play as a Laker ever again. I may never get a damn night alone with my husband ever again. But I most certainly will always remember how tightly my son hugged me as I handed him the ticket and said “have fun, boy. And never forget how much your mama loves you.”

All happy because I gave him MY ticket to the Laker game.  *weeps*

(And I promise never to let him forget because, damn! I wanted to go to that game.)

Posted by Y at November 9, 2007 01:15 PM
Comments

Being a mama is tough. It was a very difficult choice to have to make. As a lifelong Laker's fan myself, I'm not too sure I could have done it.

I also like Kobe.

Posted by: Jenny H. at November 9, 2007 01:44 PM

Damn. You are a more selfless woman than I. I get twitchy when my kids ask me to give up a yogurt. "But... But... it's the laaaast Key Lime Pie!"

Posted by: AmyM at November 9, 2007 01:46 PM

That's a great sacrifice, but those grins are awesome! I wouldn't let my husband forget it either. EVER.

Posted by: hello insomnia at November 9, 2007 01:46 PM

what a good mama!

Posted by: Marriage-101 at November 9, 2007 01:50 PM

I heard that Kobe might be coming to the Bulls.

And a very good mama, indeed!

Posted by: Jamie at November 9, 2007 02:08 PM

If he goes to the Bulls (or anywhere, really.) The Lakers will be dead to me.

Posted by: Y at November 9, 2007 02:09 PM

You're a good Momma! If Kobe goes to the Orlando Magic (you can get up off the floor now and stop laughing) I'm just sayin..if he does, I promise I'll get floor seats and we can go and like, catch his sweat in our mouths.
And would it be weird if I told you how excited I was to see my name on your list 'o names from the contest? I didn't really care that I didn't win, I am getting the book anyway. But thanks for a few minutes of unexpected fame!!

Posted by: pam at November 9, 2007 02:26 PM

You're an awesome mom...he'll never forget it~what also amazed me in that picture was your daughter's fabulous shiny hair! No fair!

Posted by: baseballmom at November 9, 2007 02:37 PM

Always good to have further ammunition for future guilt trips ;) Seriously though, that was good of you. I hope they have a blast!

Posted by: Heather at November 9, 2007 02:39 PM

My mom did this for me, my husband and my brother. The PGA was in town and my dad had corporate tickets. My mom gave up her ticket so my brother could come with us instead. It is the very last really good time I had with my dad.

I'll never ever forget it.

You're a good mom.

Posted by: Mrs. Chicken at November 9, 2007 02:47 PM

try to remember how happy seeing your son that happy made you when i say this:
DEEEEEtroit baaaasketball!!!

sorry, but i love me some chauncey billups. he is my kobe, if you will.

in fact, i believe i still have a teeshirt in my closet, purchased during the finals a few years back that simply says: BEAT L.A.
i don't think that we did though...at least not that year.

anyway, we can still be friends, right?

Posted by: supertiff at November 9, 2007 02:57 PM

In other, totally unrelated news, I'm totally jealous of how dark and shiny and gorgeous Gabby's hair is.

Posted by: Shylah at November 9, 2007 03:08 PM

I was at the Apple Genius Bar earlier this month, waiting for my damn name to be called when I suddenly noticed that everyone was staring at me. I immediately started checking my fly, wondering what was up, until I realized Kobe was standing right next to me. Like 3 inches away. DUDE.

Posted by: whoorl at November 9, 2007 03:12 PM

Sarah. The jealousy is killing me.

Posted by: Y at November 9, 2007 03:42 PM

When I was in college my dad gave up his seat to the World Series game at Dodger Stadium (ON THE FIELD) so I could take my boyfriend of the week.

It was one of the greatest games and even though I don't remember the then boyfriend's name, I remember how cool it was of my dad to be so generous.

You're a good Mama.

Posted by: Kristin at November 9, 2007 04:33 PM

mygod y, with all the love pourin outta you yesterday and today...what the hell is karma gonna send back to you i wonder?
you are just full of the love. you are a good mama.

Posted by: gwendomama at November 9, 2007 04:55 PM

Ditto Shylah, coveting the girl child's hair.

And here's the good news, Y.

You just scored major points in the future daughter-in-law smackdown where your sweet boy, to whom you gave up your precious ticket and will never let him forget it, may have to choose a side.

Posted by: zdoodlebub at November 9, 2007 05:37 PM

You totally rock as a mom and Ethan will never forget this.

And maybe, just maybe, he can flash that sweet smile of his at Kobe and get you an autographed picture to thank you.

Posted by: dana michelle at November 9, 2007 05:39 PM

Aw, look how neat Gabby is. It's too bad she has to live in a world where her parents worship a rapist adulterer who has a wife who isn't liberated enough to leave him. It's probably because Vanessa's father left her mother, and she has some psychological scarring from that. The poor girl met Kobe at just seventeen. Yvonne-Marie had a fucked up Christian childhood with a domineering father, so she can probably relate to Vanessa (especially since they were both young brides), and doesn't blame Kobe enough for his crimes and injustices, isn't that right? Hopefully Gabby gets some exposure to liberation some other way, because it's not going to come from home.

Posted by: Magpie at November 9, 2007 05:42 PM

Oooh. Zdoodlebug is right on the money! A "pay it forward" moment, if you will.

And Magpie? Honey, lighten up. You have some nasty stuff going on in your soul. It's not pretty.

Posted by: Margaret at November 9, 2007 06:12 PM

Tonight's game? Oh boy! Lakers are playing my team, the Timberwolves. There is a very, very good chance the Lakers will get the win on this one :-(

You're such a nice mama. I don't think I'd give either of my kids a ticket to see Kevin Garnett play one last time.

Posted by: Suzi at November 9, 2007 06:39 PM

Oh man. NOW you made me get all teary.

Posted by: Suebob at November 9, 2007 07:00 PM

Man, I was having this sort of warm feeling where I said how it sucked to be a mother b/c you protect and nurture the child always and then Magpie made me remember why you do - so your kid doesn't grow up to be an ASSHOLE.

Posted by: Laura at November 9, 2007 07:21 PM

As a long time Laker fan (drought of the 80's, anyone?...not to mention the fact that Derick Fisher was THE MAN)... I feel your pain. You are a better woman than I for giving up that ticket. I personally would have wanted Pig Hunter to give up his ticket so I could go with my son. Like I said...better woman than I!!! ;-)

Posted by: Jessie at November 9, 2007 11:49 PM

Wow...I just read Magpie's comment. Seriously honey, chill out. Good Lord.

Posted by: Jessie at November 10, 2007 12:10 AM

wow.
you know, i really don't like kobe, either. as stated above, i'm a huge pistons fan, i've been spotted yelling "fuck you, kobe!" at my television many times.
the thing is, i don't know him.
at all.
and i'm pretty sure that a certain commenter above doesn't either.

so, what the hell kind of sense does it make to judge someone's parenting based on SOMETHING AS RIDICULOUS AS THEIR SPORTS AFFILIATION?

unless i've forgotten how to read, i don't think you said anything about kobe bryant being an amazing man who is worthy of a nobel peace prize or anything. i don't recall you telling us about how you hope one day g-unit can grow up and marry a man as wonderful as kobe. rather, he is the star player on a sports team that you AND YOUR FAMILY enjoy together.

so, yeah.
i can see how your kids don't stand a chance. what with the love and the sharing at all.
because, god knows, if you were foolish enough to get married young, you're clearly not capable of ever making a wise decision, and your children are all doomed, forever and ever amen.

does that about sum it up?
sheesh.
i wish i had some bean dip...except that i might have thrown it at my computer screen when i read that comment, and that would just be wasteful.

Posted by: supertiff at November 10, 2007 03:24 AM

Children: the gift that keep on giving. (The sacrifices never stop. Thankfully.)

Posted by: BOSSY at November 10, 2007 05:46 AM

Now that is true love. Someday if your son is ever faced with the same dilemma, he's gonna realize the full meaning of what just happened here.

Posted by: lani at November 10, 2007 07:09 AM

hmmm you are an awesome Mom...better then almost anyone I know...I still guilt my oldest son about my three days in labor with him...but since I totteled his car...he says were even...I love all my kids but a night out...without them...nah I probably couldn't do it...your the balls

Posted by: mauniejames3 at November 10, 2007 07:48 AM

I thought you enabled your comment moderation to weed out asshats?

Magpie needs to calm down. Have some bean dip.

Posted by: Jenny H. at November 10, 2007 08:37 AM

Nah, I only have enabled it because the MT Blacklist that usually catches all of my spam comments suddenly stopped working, so I don't want all of those comments posting and breaking my blog.

Posted by: Y at November 10, 2007 08:41 AM

You are a goooood mommy, Y.

Posted by: Kyla at November 10, 2007 08:42 AM

Hi Y!! I just wanted to say that I love reading your blog. My sister first showed it to me quite awhile ago and I read it almost everyday. I think your hilarious and can't wait to see what you have written. I hope your son knows how much you love him to give up a seat to the Lakers!! Thats definately a good mommy act. Heres a shortcut to MySpace page. I do a little blogging when I have something to say. Check it out if you can and let me know what you think. http://www.myspace.com/freakin_becki

Posted by: Becki at November 10, 2007 09:13 AM

Ethan looks ecstatic. (and just like you, FYI).

Is Gabby hanging on to Pighunters leg? I remember that from when my girls were little- the grip of steel!

Um, Magpie needs medication today. What's up with that?

Posted by: Mrs Butter B at November 10, 2007 10:03 AM

You just scored some major points. Keep it tucked away for when you are 80 he wants to put you in the old folks home.

BTW, could you son look anymore like you? ( In my best Chandler Bing voice)

Posted by: Jess at November 10, 2007 01:19 PM

Aww that's what good mama's do. But you had me worried there, I thought you would have to give up the bean dip or something.
Whew.

Posted by: Kay at November 10, 2007 01:22 PM

Good on you, Momma.

Magpie...if I were as big a jerk as you come across in your comment, I'd wish you major anal leakage. But I'm not. So I won't.

Posted by: CATE at November 10, 2007 01:58 PM

You get Mother of the Year for that one.

Posted by: Wacky Mommy at November 10, 2007 03:43 PM
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