Suspect motives and input from real life

I was working with the Monarchs and they were playing their first round playoff game against Seattle at home, but the gym looked like UIW's gym. I was passing out stats on the far side, to all the media members, but I saw this happening through a movie camera angle. I saw my intern from 2009, Ashlei, on the other side, doing not much of anything other than gabbing with some people that worked with us. I looked up at the scoreboard and saw that it was 110-39 in the third quarter. The dream cut to the end of the fourth quarter, where I saw myself walking with a coworker and saying, "I think Seattle is going to win back-to-back championships," and the person with me agree. I looked down at the two-page box score in my hands as I was passing it out and saw that the final score was 82-72; I said, "Well the final score doesn't really reflect how badly we got our butts kicked tonight."

Cut to a house of a married man, his wife was coming home and I had Mom's bracelet on, boots, and a pair of this older woman's gloves. I tried to sneak out of the house but she came running after me with a pretty large rock - about the size of a soccer ball - yelling at me to return her bracelet and gloves and pug dog. I turned around to see how close she was and I realized that she was gaining on me, even though she was much older than me and also carrying a large, heavy rock. I turned around and started to run backwards so that I could tell her that my brother and I didn't steal her dog, that we aren't really dog people so why would we take her pug, etc. She continued to gain on me so I turned around and tried to run forwards, but there was this giant wind that was slowing me down to the point where the woman caught up to me and grabbed my arm. She yelled, "You couldn't take anything from my house without me knowing because I have cameras everywhere! Plus, you couldn't just run away or drive away, I have sensors on every last thing in my house so I'd always know where they are, including my husband!" I was shocked that she had taken the time to inventory everything she owned. I yelled back, "I didn't do anything with him, he just gave me a ride home!" and I thought about the ride home, which I saw from a movie camera angle right at the restaurant on Eisenhower near the Beaufort turn; we were playing "Pictionary Man" in the car as this woman's husband drove. I took off the bracelet and continued running. I dropped it, meaning for it to slow her down as she picked it up, but the wind that was slowing me down picked up the bracelet and hefted it into the woods along the road we were running. She cried out in horror as what she thought was her bracelet flew away and I yelled over my shoulder, "I was just trying to drop it, not throw it!" I finally reached my brother's apartment and the door was slightly ajar. I could see in the windows that Kelsey Grammer was in there as well as a few people that my brother is friends with in real life. Neil was there doing sit-ups on a weight-lifting bench. They saw me through the window when I knocked, then they called for Ste to come to the door. I saw a few dogs running around the place, too, which I thought was strange. Finally, someone came to the door and opened it, asking why I didn't just come in since they left the door unlocked for me. I went inside and was about to tell my brother the whole story when I realized that C.H. from the Silver Stars was there with her dog.

The dream morphed to me being in the backseat of a car looking out the window to see what we passed - an old barn-looking building that was a T-shirt design store, right on the corner of Eisenhower and Passaic, where the bank is in real life in my hometown. The car turned right and I saw an old, concrete basketball court with two hoops but no nets.