When my friend invited me to a basketball playoff game, I wasn’t really sure. I had went once before, and I had spent most of the time trying to get my dad or mom to chat with me.
However, another friend named Rocky was at my house when he had called. He had jumped with excitement, and the look on his face was irresistible. My dad ushered me to go, and told me it was a chance of a lifetime to get invited to a playoff for free. I didn’t even know what a playoff was, but I sensed it was probably an important game.
During the ride to the Toyota Center (the Rocket’s home stadium), my friend Mr. Sunshine (who had invited me) told me what a playoff. “It’s a, like, really important game. Like when two teams face each other off.”