So how good were those tickets?
Um ... they were really good. Like that close to the action there, really good. Because I took that picture!
And this one
And this one
And this one
Those are not cropped, people. Those are, in fact, stone cold uncropped.
By the time we got around to buying those tickets, which were incidentally Row 3 VIP section behind the Kings bench (oh man), they were another $40 less each, right, and could we say no to that? No, truthfully and in actuality, we could not. On top of that the tickets were even better than I was expecting, and for $129.95 a pop I would be expecting a lot, even going into it knowing I would be able to hear Brad curse swears in person with mine own ears. Like once you fly first class you never want to fly coach again? This is how I must watch basketball from now on, every day. Seriously, I'd even go see the shitty Wolves play every other shitty team in the NBA with these seats. It was FUN. The Kings INEXPLICABLY (or explicably) LOST, but it was still fun.
Could this be a reason why it was fun?
Aw jeez. How many times did I say to Chris, "I can't stop staring at Brad. Is that awful?" and he's like "No! It's GREAT!"
He may have been a little sarcastic. Mike Bibby, on the other hand, knew better.
Yeah, yeah, taking too many pictures, I know. But if it's wrong to get excited about seeing your team (even if not especially when your team is battling for the ultimate dominant supremacy at the butt-ass bottom of the league), my God, I don't want to be right. I could have spent that $259.90 on hard drugs or psychotherapy (or giant sparkly earrings, MIKE BIBBY), I mean, come on!
Anyway, spending way too much money on really good seats to a Professional Sports Event? Totally worth it. Totally. Thank you, Minnesota Legislature, for bringing legalized scalping ticket brokering to our fair state!
YES
You're Camejo-Buchanan!
As Peter Camejo, you have strong convictions that you take with you wherever you go. You
believe in peace, justice, and a very un-American way that challenges big business and the status
quo. You want to shake things to their very core, but can never seem to quite get a foothold in
your endeavors and often fall a little short. In spite of all your egalitarianism,
you live in a rather spoiled suburban environment.
You select Pat Buchanan as your running mate to pick up some extra votes in Florida.
Take the 2008 Presidential Ticket Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Q: Is $340 a small price to pay to be within gawking distance of this man?
A: YES. YES IT IS.
Of course we're talking $170 per but I need the Mr. there to keep me in line. Clearly.
ALSO: The return of Ron-Ron after a seven-game suspension. NOW HOW MUCH WOULD YOU PAY
P.S., Beno Udrih, I have no idea who you are, but I think I love you.