Maybe you stay at home then. The next home game you attend will likely be the one where Embiid breaks his leg and they have to bring out the curtain to euthanize him on the court.
That is beautiful. I just sent it down the street to my local iconographer to have it slapped onto some wood and gold leaf so it may adorn my wall for generations.
It's Gary Bastardi. He's the weather equivalent of Jerry Christ, Jesus' half brother, not immaculate, and real son of Joseph her betrothed.
Gary Bastardi turns weather maps into cold Coors light.
Speaking of Nielsen. I think this may have been his last movie, but Wrongfully Accused to this day kills me. This scene in particular, when the train pops out from behind the tree. Jesus Christ.