Growing up more than 1,000 miles from New Orleans up in New Jersey, I was never sure I’d ever have the chance to take in a live Pelicans game and not be surrounded by Knicks, Sixers, or Nets fans. This season, I finally got my shot. With my city edition Jrue Holiday jersey on my back and my fraying team-themed socks on my feet, the getup I had worn to many a contest in the Northeast had finally made it down south. I was finally surrounded by a group committed to cheering on the same team, chanting “Let’s Go Pels!
From New Orleans to Orlando: How the Pelicans brought their fan experience to the NBA bubble
