The Timberwolves' stadium was smaller, but the excitement matched that at The Slam's home field. Red shirts were scattered here and there with a few larger groups standing out among the sea of gray. I proudly wore my red shirt, which was a bit too tight after washing it and wearing a normal bra. From the heated look Joel gave me before we left our room, he didn't seem to mind. My feeling of discomfort had lessened slightly, but as I walked around the stadium I couldn't help but ...