Friday, August 27, 2010

Strike Three

I went to a baseball game on Wednesday. The weather was perfect and I went with a couple of old friends. We met a little pub and had a few beers and everything was going great. We decided to buy tickets at the game and just see what happens. We all thought it would be hilarious to get some seats in "all you can eat" section. I had no idea this sort of thing existed. We were curious as to how insane this concept would really be. It was so bad. It was a depressing and sad place. It was like the feeling you get at strip club after about ten minutes. There was this buffet bar with 8 tons of nacho chips, 4 big tubs of cheese, hot dogs in a steam bath, and condiments. It really was like the land that time forgot. This is the place where concession food goes to die slow and senseless death. To make matters worse, periodicall, stadium employees would swing into line and fill up on some stale buns and congealed cheese.It takes a special person to go to and "all you can eat" anything. We were there for half an inning before we all looked at each other and said "let's get the hell out of here!" Luckily we got a hook up through my friend and spent the rest of the game in the luxury box behind home plate. It took a while to wash the all you can eat vibe off of us...but the free beer didn't hurt. (until the next day) You get what you pay for or don't pay for.

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