Yesterday was a very sad day, because the Beavers did not win the Civil War. Although we did not win, there were some exciting events that did take place.
Because of my preconceived thoughts about getting tickets to the Civil War game, I ended up finding out I actually could get them a little too late. So I had no tickets:( My two youngest sisters, Kambria and Cassandra, being the student-athletes they are, were totally planning on attending the game and getting their tickets then. Without me. Not to mention all of my other school friends attending the game. Even some of my non-school friends were going, man, did I feel like a loser.
Then I had an amazing idea. A couple home games back, when we were playing Arizona, I got a ticket but did not go to the game (an idiot was blocking my ENTIRE driveway, but that's another story). So I thought, if I have this ticket, whose stub has not been torn off, maybe I could get into the game if the person tearing tickets did not pay attention.
I wasn't really sure if I'd get in or not, I figured the odds were 50/50. My back up plan was to walk over to the Kaltenbergs and watch the game at their house.
So the day of the game came, I came into town early with my sisters so they could meet with their teammates and we could make sure no rude people would park in our driveway. My plan was to wait until right before the game when the lines were really busy and everyone was trying to get in. Then I got invited to play disc golf, and I couldn't pass that up.
After a fun little round at Mary's River, I got to the game right at 4 (the start of the game). As I was walking around the stadium to the student entrance, I was really considering not even trying this at all and just walk to my friend's house. All of the people at the gates looked really irritated, like maybe each and every one of them had a bad run-in with a drunk college student. I summoned up my courage and went to my entrance, where there was no one in line. I had my ticket and ID ready, and the guy who was tearing my ticket was kind of confused, he asked if I had already been in. I said no, and he tore my ticket and another guy stamped my wrist. I made it in!!
That's not even the whole story. One of my friends was in a very good part of the student section, a section where there are more people in blue coats wanting you to show your ticket stub to make sure you belong in that section. After much wandering around, looking for my friend, I found where I was to be and when the guy was just about to ask me to show my stub, I asked him if row 5 was down that way and I was trying to find my friend. He acted like he was still going to ask me, and said something like "well, you must have a ticket then," and let me down to the section without showing my stub. So not only did I get into the big game without waiting in line for the ticket, but I also got to sit (by sit I mean stand) in the 5th row at the 47 yard line. A very successful sneak!
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