Time Travel Tuesday ~ First Date Edition

Today Annie is asking us to recall our first date...I can't. Oh, I'm sure I know who it was with and I could guess about what we did, but I don't have the creative juices available this morning to make it sound interesting.

So, instead I'm going to tell you about my first date with my husband.

Let's see, the date was November 3, 1989 and the event was a hockey game between Western Michigan University and Michigan State University.
Earlier that week, a rather large group of us from my dorm had decided to go to the game together, and I was in charge of getting tickets. Being an inexperienced freshman, I had no idea games against MSU drew such a large crowd and that I should get to the ticket office extra early. When I arrived I was surprised to see tons of people there already, and we ended up with Standing Room Only tickets. Not to worry - that worked out to my advantage!
On the night of the game, the entire group of us gathered together in the lobby and I handed out the tickets before we all walked over to Lawson Arena. Somehow, on the way over to the arena the group scattered and only Brian and I were together. Pity.
We found a space to stand along the railing and watched the game from the top of the arena. Between periods Brian and I turned around and leaned against the railing, and almost every time, the sides of our hands touched each other. Ahhh....

After the game, Brian and I went back to his room. He had a nerf basketball hoop hanging on his wall and we shot baskets for awhile. Sometimes when we handed the ball off to each other, our hands touched again. *grin* Though this sounds like a junior high episode, I assure you we were both 18 at the time! As we played ball, besides being enamored by his presence, I had one thought running through my head. This guy couldn't make a basket to save his life!
When I'm sure Brian had no hope of beating me in our friendly little game, we moved on to something else. We sat and talked for hours. We took turns asking questions, and then each of us would answer them. It was a fun time of getting to know each other better.
Finally, when it was probably two or three o'clock in the morning, Brian picked up the ball and asked, "What will you give me if I make this basket?" Based upon previous experience I was sure he'd miss it, so I just smiled and said, "A prize."
With that, he tossed the ball and there it went - through the hoop. Perfectly.
I was stunned. What do I do now?
Brian just smiled and asked for his prize.
I said, "Uh, what do you want?"
"How about eight hours of sleep?" (He had to work at the reception desk at eight o'clock that morning...So that option was out.)
"Or tickets to tomorrow night's hockey game." (I had told him how excited I was that my dad was taking me home Saturday so we could go to the hockey game at MSU Saturday night. That option was also out.)
"Or...a kiss." (That option was definitely not out. But I was so shy! What should I do? Well, what would you do?)
So I leaned forward and kissed him! And the rest, as they say, is history!

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