So, with both girls home for the Thanksgiving weekend, Marty thought this would be the perfect opportunity for us to attend a game. Somehow, through the process of searching for tickets, he mentioned that it was actually cheaper for him to get the family 4-pack special rather than just three seats for the game. So, I relented and agreed to join in on "the fun".
Now, my husband and I have a different way of looking at these "great deals". After some questioning on my part, he admitted that the total cost for the family 4-pack was actually $3.00 more than just three tickets.
But, these were better seats, according to him. Then we found out that the 4-pack included 4 hot dogs and 4 sodas as well. Not quite the deal for someone who doesn't eat hot dogs or drink soda, but I'll admit that if one has a stomach of steel, this just may be a great deal.
Of course, we had to leave in plenty of time to avoid the crowds. As luck would have it, there were only about 6 cars in the outside lot when we arrived (come to think of it, there were plenty of spaces when we left as well.) so the girls and I found ourselves sitting in our seats with 40 minutes to pass the time until the game began.
Our seats were right smack in the middle of a row, and by the time the game began, it was obvious that the crowd attendees were a unique group. Most were large, loud, and generally obnoxious. When they didn't like a ref call, the stadium crew would play some background music to a familiar tune where the people would chant "Bad Call, Bad Call. Ref you SUCK!" I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head!
We left after the second period, partly because the team was down by four points, partly because the crowd was constantly cursing the refs, and Marty realized that this was not the family-fun adventure that he had been dreaming of. But it wasn't a wasted evening. Marty mentioned that this was the last local Hockey game that he planned on attending. Woo hoo! That certainly gets me off the hook.
I'm laughing out loud here in Vegas because I was just asked if I had ever seen a hockey game by a man who obviously is interested in taking me to one. I explained how much fun I had attending several Sharks games during the years when I was seeing those games from a private box in the San Jose Arena. I explained that if I were able to eat delicious food the entire time, only pay attention to the game every now and again, and sit in a seat away from the crowd where no one was able to spill beer around my feet, then I would enjoy going to a hockey game again. If not.... :-) I'm with you on this one, Barbara!
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