this is what i want my events to be like.

30 seconds left in an overtime game of the elementary school basketball team that my brother coaches. my mom is beside me and maybe 30 people who i didn't know. dollar sodas and seventy-five cent chips. game was tied. we lose the ball. the other team loses the ball. we dribble the ball down the court. the ball goes through the hoop as the buzzer sounds.

i'd try to describe it better, but i can't. you just had to be there.