The kids were on vacation this week, and Isabel and I had to work, so we couldn't do too much that was really fun or interesting with them. But on Thursday, Peter saw a commercial for the Harlem Globetrotters game/performance nearby this weekend, so we bought tickets for Saturday afternoon. (Plus, since Peter got his braces off Thursday, it seemed like an extra-good reason to do something to celebrate.)
The kids had seen the Globetrotters on TV, and thought they were hilarious. Of course, Isabel and I have fond memories of Curley Neal, Geese Ausbie, and (my favorite) Meadowlark Lemon, from when we were kids, catching the Globetrotters on Wide World of Sports on a Saturday afternoon once or twice a year when they were on. It's all goofy, innocent humor.
Things have changed a little bit, but some of their classic routines are still there, like throwing water on the ref and then pretending to throw more on fans, but throwing confetti instead. And pulling down opponents' pants, revealing funny underwear. And of course warming up to "Sweet Georgia Brown."
One of their newer routines involves setting up like they are going to run a football play, but taking about 10 minutes to do it because each one of them has to do something goofy, then going through the whole thing backwards, on "rewind" (which was really impressive). They must practice this stuff for hours.
They also had their old mascot, Globie, plus his "big brother," known as "Big G." This was without a doubt my wife's favorite part of the day. Check out this video of Big G. It's a couple of years old, and Big G's routine was a little bit different today, but the falling down that he does at about 1:20 of this video was still in there today, and when he did it, I heard Isabel laughing harder than I'd heard in a long time. (Because of a man in an inflatable suit falling down. And yet, she won't even crack a smile at Moe slapping Shemp. Go figure.)
And they also played basketball. Really, really well. Again -- they must practice for hours.
Of course, it's a lot easier to take the shots they take, and dunk the way they dunk, when their opponents don't really try to defend them. Those poor Washinton Generals -- they haven't beaten the Globetrotters since 1971. Peter felt bad for them and started cheering for them toward the end of the game.
It was a good time.
The kids had seen the Globetrotters on TV, and thought they were hilarious. Of course, Isabel and I have fond memories of Curley Neal, Geese Ausbie, and (my favorite) Meadowlark Lemon, from when we were kids, catching the Globetrotters on Wide World of Sports on a Saturday afternoon once or twice a year when they were on. It's all goofy, innocent humor.
Things have changed a little bit, but some of their classic routines are still there, like throwing water on the ref and then pretending to throw more on fans, but throwing confetti instead. And pulling down opponents' pants, revealing funny underwear. And of course warming up to "Sweet Georgia Brown."
One of their newer routines involves setting up like they are going to run a football play, but taking about 10 minutes to do it because each one of them has to do something goofy, then going through the whole thing backwards, on "rewind" (which was really impressive). They must practice this stuff for hours.
They also had their old mascot, Globie, plus his "big brother," known as "Big G." This was without a doubt my wife's favorite part of the day. Check out this video of Big G. It's a couple of years old, and Big G's routine was a little bit different today, but the falling down that he does at about 1:20 of this video was still in there today, and when he did it, I heard Isabel laughing harder than I'd heard in a long time. (Because of a man in an inflatable suit falling down. And yet, she won't even crack a smile at Moe slapping Shemp. Go figure.)
And they also played basketball. Really, really well. Again -- they must practice for hours.
Of course, it's a lot easier to take the shots they take, and dunk the way they dunk, when their opponents don't really try to defend them. Those poor Washinton Generals -- they haven't beaten the Globetrotters since 1971. Peter felt bad for them and started cheering for them toward the end of the game.
It was a good time.
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