Wednesday my boss asked me if I wanted to go to a football game on Thursday. I immediately said yes, because it was the Jet Pats game, failing to think that the ticket would cost a lot of money.
So on Thursday we left work around 2:30 to meet up with some of my bosses drinking buddies. They seemed like cool guys at first …. then the drinking began. We were in the car for about 15 minutes on our way down to the razor when the guy driving goes “You guys know the routine”. About 8-10 beers later we are in Foxborough. The buzzed driver then decided to see how close to the stadium he could get us with his wife’s old handicapped sticker. We ended up two rows form the entrance.
So safe and sound at the stadium with 3 hours to go until the game we headed up to the bars at patriot place. The bars were packed to the gills so we ended up eating at some fancy expensive place. I was okay with this because the guy who drove us offered to pay … so I had some muscles, calamari and an anchor steam ale.
The game was awesome …. minus losing in the end. But here’s the thing. It was my first NFL football game … and I think it would have been a lot more fun to watch on TV. Don’t get me wrong, the scene is amazing. It’s just hard to follow whats going on in the game. First downs and touchdowns were about all I got out of it.
So when my father asked if I would be wiling to throw down another 120 bucks to go to a football game I said no, I would rather pay half of that and go to Sox game. However it was still a lot of fun.