My friends and I took a trip to the Pacific Northwest, and one of the most anticipated items on our itinerary was the Lakers-Trailblazers game. There are many great things about Portland - the coffee, the people, the glorious zero % sales tax - but the most fun thing we did was attend this game.
For the price of nosebleeds at Staples Center, where you can practically high-five the wall at the back, we got decent seats at the end of the first section at the Moda Center! Granted, there are championship taxes for Lakers games, but there should be "rebuilding" discounts or something...
The stadium itself is smaller than Staples Center, housing only two levels and some 19,000 seats. However, the compact size kind of creates a very homey atmosphere, where the reverberating chants and cheers emphasize the same level of passion that Staples Center does. These "small" market teams create little traditions that we wouldn't see in Los Angeles. For example, the Blazers do this "pass the game ball" down from the top level to courtside that we would never see at Staples. One by one, fans of a certain row - well, I guess column - would touch the basketball and pass it to the person in front until it eventually reaches the on-court referee. Pretty cool! (*If the Lakers do do this, I wouldn't know. Parking and traffic rarely allowed me to get there in time for tip-off anyways.)
It is a fact of life that Laker fans are present in every stadium. It's as true as death and taxes. The Moda Center was no exception. I would say a good quarter of the stadium were donning the purple and gold at this game, but the vast majority housed the home's red and black. It was the first time my friends and I were at an "away" stadium, cheering on our home team. We expected some hostility, at least some bitter sneers and indignation. There was even a certain point where I was kind of paying to see those kind of reactions. But while there were many stares, and puzzled looks, Blazer fans were very accepting and welcoming. The staff and vendors throughout the stadium would joke about treating us as second-class citizens, but they were as friendly to us as they were to their own fans.
Speaking of which, one of my friends and I split these pulled pork nachos, which were BOMB! Would they still be as bomb if the Lakers were down at half-time? Great question! But regardless, the lines for food and drinks aren't as atrocious as the mobs at Staples Center. There seems to be SOME sort of queue, and lines moved much quicker than the LA quicksand.
Since this is a review through the perspective of a visiting team's fans, I have to add a note about the Portland fans. While I can't say for the entirety of the stadium, the Blazer fans around us were very tolerant of our heckling and booing! It was the first time we got to be the patented "obnoxious Laker fans," and boy was it fun! The entire experience was easily top 10-15 of my life, and before you say it, my life isn't as sad as that probably sounds.
And in case some of you may question any bias on this review based on a Lakers win, I am writing this after the Lakers blew an 11 point half-time lead. Evan freaking Turner went 1-8 in the first half with a handful of turnovers, which prompted my friends and I to chanting "WE WANT TURNER!" after Stotts pulled him out. Unfortunately, Turner went all Kobe on us in the 4th quarter, dropping 12 straight points, so we got the unfamiliar "BEAT LA" chants rained down upon us. While it wasn't fun to be on the losing side, that experience - touched only through the second-hand viewing of the television from Southern California - was surreal! The Blazer fans around us returned the jesting trash talking, but it was all in good fun.
Do note that the first lobby after you enter through the bag check line shields NONE of the cold from the outside. The constant opening and closing of doors from flooding fans either lets out all of the heat, or invites the cold air to come in. Oh, and parking is as big of a nightmare around there as it is in LA. One wrong turn and you somehow find yourself on a bridge driving AWAY from the stadium. Maybe it should be corrected to: death, taxes, Laker fans, and stadium parking struggles. read more