Ball Arena — Attraction in Denver

In the 2014 NBA draft, an advertising spot prevented us from seeing the choice that the Nuggets, always transgressors, had made in the 41st position. 'Buah', second round, doesn't matter. The live broadcast was briefly cut to air a TacoBell spot. When he returned, the commentator named Glenn Robinson III, selected by Minnesota with the 40th overall pick. "By the way, before, the Nuggets have selected a 19-year-old Serbian center from KK Mega Leks. His name is Nikola Jokic." It was an eclipse of Mexican food. The center chosen by Denver was an unknown who had only been playing regularly as a professional in Serbia for two years, in a team without pedigree, a bulky boy of 2.11, strong, but not very muscular, without a wingspan (2.21) according to its large size, quick on its feet, but not very agile. Talent and kilos to splurge. chubby. Ready on the field. To do.

That selection was so little noticeable, one more, that not even Jokic saw the Draft ceremony. He was sleeping at his home in Belgrade. He called his brother Nemanja, who was in New York, to tell him. "Man, you woke me up," he said. Eight years later, after an unprecedented growth and conditioning process, Jokic has been the first NBA MVP chosen in the second round, he is breaking records that Wilt Chamberlain himself did not reach.

In a fast-paced competition, where quick possessions and triples follow one another in an endless carousel (the influence of Curry and the impact of analysis with big data), the Serbian giant is the king of the pause, a snail with turbo that kills you softly, like in the song. John Wooden, bench legend in college basketball in the 1960s with UCLA, the man who shaped Lew Alcindor as a player and a person, coined a phrase he might have thought of for Nikola. "Be quick, don't rush.".

And that is precisely what makes Jokic an enigma in the NBA: his way of resting the attack to visualize the best possible option for the play before his rival, compensating for his apparent physical slowness, his gangly body outside the standards, with an agile mental resolution that drives you to the enormous production of positive things. Statistics love him, he has averaged 29.9 points, 13.3 rebounds and 10.3 assists in the playoffs, a 'triple-double', and his teammates have also had the status of a superstar (and two MVP titles). , does not behave like a divinity. Every ball that he passes through his hands improves.

In the one-on-one realm, the current NBA, it's hard to appreciate his extraordinary generosity, his grassroots soul.

The Serbian seduces for other reasons. His ability to influence in many ways. He can score in the low post or command the attack from the center of the court like a quarterback, pass from the post, play the block and roll and at the height of his improvement he has also perfected his outside shooting: he is eighth in shooting percentage. field goals (63.21%), but the first with more than a thousand shots. He is the second best in rebounding in the league because he is tall and intuitive. Quite simply, the Nuggets game has a joker. There are no bad card hands for Malone's team with such a player.

It's not that he's exactly selfish, because he scans the court and always decides what's best for his team, which isn't his basket anyway. Jokic is the NBA player who touches the most balls per game, more than 100, but his contact with the ball, he has very little, it is ephemeral, just two seconds. The flow of the Nuggets' game is amazing. No one as great has passed the ball better since Sabonis and Jokic, in a basketball much more fleeting than that of the Lithuanian myth, may have already left him behind.

The Joker is a true basketball wild card, scoring, rebounding and passing the...

The bag policy not being made well known on Socials, media, or even sending automatic messaging texts after buying tickets to inform you of bag size policy needs to be implemented more. I went to a concert and didn't see a single sign about bag policy except for a tiny sign that is only placed right at the front of the doors to get in. Obviously people get to the venue early to line up, so by the time you got to the front of the line then you finally see the tiny sign about the new bag policy. And then when you get to the front of the line to go in, some staff are extremely enforcing the bag policy while the staff in the line next to me could care less. So watching others bring in huge bags to the venue next time as I am getting denied because my bag is slightly bigger then the example bag that they hold up to people's bags was extremely frustrating. Also, telling people they can walk down to the UNION STATION, at least 6 blocks away, that is the only place to rent a locker for your bag is a RIDICULOUS suggestion. Then, don't say anything then because no one and I mean no one is walking to Union Station to check a locker for their bag. The other issue is most of these ladies were bringing in bags that were clear, so you can see everything in the bag but even if those bags were brought in and were not 4 by 6, then they were not allowed. To me this defeats the whole purpose of the people trying to be proactive of the safety of the community by rejecting these alternative formats of a purse. What faster way to screen people if you can see DIRECTLY what's in their bag. Also, 4 by 6 bags do not exist, rather say only allowed to bring in wallet and keys. Because ONLY wallets are made a 4 by 6 size. They dont even make fanny packs that size. In addition, as my bag was small and refused, I am not waiting at the end of the line to get back in, so I waited until my friend came back and as I was waiting to my disbelief there were SO MANY people that also did not seem to be aware of this new bag policy. So I sat and watched a mountain of pursues fill up trashcans. Absolutely wasteful and so distasteful that this venue condones such waste in Colorado as if we don't have enough waste when it comes to food and other products. Honestly disheartening to have gone through this experience and for staff to be short, uninviting and not following unison compliance of a policy. Wasteful and...

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ A Night We’ll Never Forget – Ball Arena is Pure Magic!

As lifelong Colorado Avalanche fans (and on our delayed honeymoon, almost a year married), experiencing Ball Arena for my first time was nothing short of a dream come true. Traveling all the way from Las Vegas, we thought nothing could top watching the Avs from home—until we stepped into the heart of Denver and felt the energy of this incredible arena.

From the moment we arrived, the Ball Arena staff made us feel like royalty. Security greeted us with huge smiles and genuine excitement when they saw our custom Avalanche x Linkin Park jerseys—we had “Linkin Park” stitched on the back, and their reactions made us feel like rockstars before the concert even started. Their kindness set the tone for a truly unforgettable night.

The seats? Absolutely phenomenal. We could feel every beat of the music, every cheer, and every ounce of passion from the crowd. It was more than a concert—it was a community of fans who love the Avs and Linkin Park just as fiercely as we do. My husband, a seasoned concertgoer, said this was his sixth Linkin Park show—and without a doubt, the best one yet. As for me? My first, and what a way to start!

We’ve watched countless Avs games in Vegas, but nothing compares to the electricity of being surrounded by die-hard fans in the Avs’ home city. It was surreal to finally be where the magic happens—where legends like Nathan MacKinnon, Joe Sakic, and Jared Bednar have built something truly special (we even invited all three to our wedding last November!).

To say we’re grateful is an understatement. We couldn’t have asked for a better night, with better people, a better band, or a better place to celebrate our love and passion for music and hockey. Ball Arena, thank you for making our honeymoon unforgettable. We’re already counting down the days until we come back for our first Avs game in person—this time as part of your hometown crowd.

Forever Avs fans, forever Linkin Park fans, forever...