"Hereís what happens when you make too damn much money (not likely a problem that Iíll ever have)", or "People pay thousands of hard-earned dollars to see this??":
A relative who has Houston Rockets season tickets went out of town with his family, so he left his tickets for Susan and I. These were decent seats- the tickets have a face value of $112.00 each. There is no way I would ever pay that kind of money to see a basketball game- even IF the Laker girls were in town and they were playing naked. We were about 25 rows up from the floor, which only made me wonder how much courtside seats cost. I finally decided that I didnít want to know.
It was truly a strange evening all in all. The promotion du jour for the game was ďMoochie Norris Bobblehead NightĒ, which meant that several thousand people queued up early for the dolls, and then left the arena immediately upon getting theirs. Some of the dolls were likely on Ebay 20 minutes later. If the goal of the promotion was to put butts in seats, it was a horrible failure. By game time, the arena was half-full- or, if youíre a Rockets fan, half-empty; itís been that kind of a year. The people who left before tip-off may have had the right idea.
The game itself was almost anticlimactic. The Rockets played the Phoenix Suns, another team going nowhere, especially the playoffs. What looked like two teams playing out the string was in fact exactly that. At one point in the second quarter, the Rockets were shooting 17%. Ahead by 10-15 points for most of the game, Phoenix let the Rockets back into the game in the fourth quarter, but held on to win 90-88.
I enjoyed the tickets, and it was a much different vantage point from the $13 nosebleed seats we usually pay for- if we go at all. As I left, all I could think of was how I'd just been given a close-up view of overpaid, under-motivated athletes sleepwalking through another day at the office. People pay thousands of dollars for season tickets to see this kind of sorry effort? Unbelievable.
The NBA is the only major pro sport I've never gone to. Actually, except for hanging out and drinking at a baseball game on a summer afternoon, I can't imagine spending money to go to games. However, if any of the readers here work for the Mets, Yanks, Giants, Jets, Rangers or Islanders (heck even the soccer team, whatever they are called), and would like to give me free tickets, you know where to send them.
by mg at March 31, 2002 8:06 PM
You know what ails you? And anyone else reading this. Lack of fantasy baseball. I'm going to push this thing to death until I fill it up or give up completely and resign to my hole.
by jesus at April 2, 2002 2:49 AM