LeBron James and Company

    * I have to fess up and let you know that Mike took this picture. I guess he could've left me at home, but I'm so glad he didn't.

You might think I only have eyes for Peyton.  I do love him, but that doesn't mean I don't have a roving eye for greatness.  This is where I have to give props to my husband.  The Cleveland Cavaliers were in town last Friday to face off against the Pacers, and Mike had two tickets.  He could've taken any number of his buddies and had a memorable Guys Night, but he took me.  I think it must be my smashing hot body and irresistible charm.

Or maybe it was because I'm the only one who knows how to work the fancy camera.

Either way, I earned myself a ticket to see greatness.

Before I get into the LeBron love fest, can I just talk about the mass of flesh that is Shaquille O'Neal?  I really didn't know they made people that big.  I mean, just look at him – it's not like 6'6" Brandon Rush is a small guy:

And his feet! My babies weren't this big at their one-month appointments.  

LeBron is the real show, though: blocked shots out of no where, double around-the-back passes, just short of a triple double, and the sweet dunks.  His athleticism is amazing, but the best part for me is his demeanor on the court.  

He's a competitor for sure – no one wants to win more than him.  Still, I love a guy that doesn't take himself too seriously.  He's having a good time out there with his teammates.  

Even when he's getting fouled.

Thanks for letting me come along, Mike, even if you were just using me for my camera.  I think we both came out winners.  I got to see LeBron and Co.  You ended your Guys Night with a kiss – which could have been confusing.  But since you picked me? Totally not.