Last game I went to was the Chaz Green fiasco.
A good friend knew a Falcons season ticket holder and arranged for my wife and I to join them down on the 20 yd line. No unscrupulous activities put down as collateral.
I saw that whole fucked up fiasco surrounded by shit talking Falcons fans who themselves questioned why that guy didnt have any help.
Bought a shit load of $8 beers, but free tickets.
My buddy was one of the first covid deaths that I heard of, really sad that we couldnt attend his funeral. He was one of the happiest people I ever met.
Also attended the I believe first NFL network telecast, december 16, 2006. Here's the deal...my brother is about to become a father for the first time. Cowboys coming to Dallas and I wanna give him the experiience we'd never dreamed possible. Saved up $ to go all in. Found two tickets, 2nd row on 50 yard line directly behind cowboys bench. $330/piece. It was expensive as fuck,but I was prepared to get lodging and meals, everything for my little bro. Coordinated this shit with his wife,mostly for her awareness for his weekend pass. This bitch goes and buys two cheapseats, gives them to him on his birthday in late november. This bitch 8months pregnant climbing stairs in GA Dome just so my bro and I dont get to enjoy this weekend. I ended up having to take my wife, who ended up cheering for the fucking Falcons by halftime. While I did have a fucking ball, will eternally be pissed that my bro and I didnt get to live that moment behind the bench. Ware int, barber beasting the fuck out late in the 2nd half, and the Romo TO magic. I still be like, "fuck that bitch!!!"
Oh, and the beers were only $5 back then.