I Left My Game in San Francisco

Wifey B:

The loveliness of Portland
Seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Houston
Is of another day
I'm terribly forlorn and sad in OKC
Can't wait to get home where I should be

I left my game in San Francisco
High on a hill, it's lost to me
It's near where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars
The morning fog so chills the air

I do care

My game waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco
I sure hope the basketball gods shine on me.

Ok, I know that technically they play in Ellison's place in Oakland, but Oakland doesn't fit the song.

Older couple dies and goes to heaven the day they are both supposed to retire. They arrive at the pearly gates dejected. Saint Peter asks why they are so down. They explain they were so looking forward to their retirement party at the local dance hall, Sam & Frank's that night. Peter says he's going to make an exceptation and let them go back for the party and will pick them up at midnight. But they must wear their angel attire for the party. They go, have a wonderful, and Saint Peter picks them up at midnight. As they are ascending back to heaven, the wife says she must go back. Saint Peter asks, why? To which the wife says,

"I left my harp in Sam Franks Disco".



Ted

I thought it was Sam Clam's Disco.....

Marty...................

Wifey B: All is well. They won. Steph and Klay are amazing.