John Cage looked at the tickets in disbelief, fully aware of how expensive they were for this game. Even seats in the upper tiers cost several times more than regular season prices.
He himself wouldn't have splurged so much to watch the game.
"What are you standing there for? You know there are people outside the Oakland Arena paying extra for tickets. If you don't need them, I could sell them."
"Jessica..."
"Go on, John, go witness greatness, and tell your kids every detail of this glorious night."
John Cage gave his wife a big hug, then dashed out the door, flagged a taxi, and headed to the Oakland Arena.
Unexpectedly for John, the taxi driver was also wearing Roger's number 14 jersey and immediately recognized him: "Hey, aren't you that ugly fat guy who got taken off TV for dancing?"
John Cage: ...
