Pistons confident, Palace insecure.
I went to a Pistons game the other night with my roommate/landlord person and some of his friends from work. HIs company has a suite and so from time to time I get the privelge of chillin in seats I have no business chillin in. This last time I went (on the 5th) I was shocked at how lax the security was. I was wearing a winter coat with more places to hide things than the Federal Budget and the guy twitched his little magentic wand in a I-definately-get-paid-by-the-hour-and-I-couldn’t-care-less-if-you-smuggle-in-a-whole-science-lab motion and let me through without even a cursory pat-down. Where’s the love? Where’s my pat down? I was counting on that human to human contact too.
There’s a thick line between reasonable security measures and violation of civil liberties. McSecurity didn’t even have a foot on that line. Fortunately the only event that occured that night in that building was an ass kicking courtesy of the Pistons delivered to a coach that was able to smuggle in some Clippers.
On a side note, the Pistons need to find a way to get their “mojo” through the checkpoint again – it seems that it’s the only being confiscated at the gate these days…