K. Dawg and I were contemplating attending a lovely Yankee playoff game. No problem, I said, I can get tickets. On no less than three occasions while living in Atlanta I went to the box office on the day of the game and bought World Series tickets. There are always crip tickets available for everything. I always tell people that and I'm always right. Concert tickets or sporting event tickets are never unavailable for me. It's a magic power that I love to flaunt.
Well. It's no more. Either gimps love the Yanks or there's a conspiracy. Seven games, no wheelchair tickets whatsoever available. Damn you, George Steinbrenner.
addendum - I looked again this morning and I could get a single crip seat for a couple of the Division Series games or Game 3 of the ALCS. Only single tickets, though. Frankly I hate going to Yankee Stadium solo under any circumstance (though I've done it several times). Going alone during the playoffs when I'm not a Yankee fan and would probably be rooting for, say, the Red Sox? Not a bright move. I had to pass.
Posted by mikewolf at October 01, 2004 09:06 PMI'm late to the train with baseball songs, but since you're back to the ballgame, download the Pernice Bro's ode to Manny Ramirez:
http://www.pernicebrothers.com/manny/
Posted by: deano on October 3, 2004 01:28 AM