When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Allison Fox Even when I couldn't travel to watch the game live, I wouldn't miss it. So, wearing cozy pajama pants and Jay's favorite hoodie, I cuddled on his side to watch him play on TV. The game was good, and Jay played as usual, creating magic at every twist and turn. The excitement and play unraveled into the basket with every bounce of his ball. Point after point, I clapped and smiled. I yelled at the screen when the other team attacked, and I swore every time a basket was made against the LA Rivers. The game ended, the Rivers won, and I couldn't help but text Jayson a quick message. I knew he would be busy and not reading it right away, but I wanted to let him know that I was thinking and rooting for him. "Congrats on your win. I can't wait to see you. XOXO, A" It was short