Friday, January 20, 2012
This is going to be one short blog but with a big piece of news, at least for me.
I've got a ticket to the NFL's AFC Championship game this Sunday.
I feel like the boy Charlie who discovers he had a golden ticket to enter Willie Wonka's chocolate factory. Maybe even luckier. I mean, out of the all the fans here in New England, all those rabid Patriots fans, and I have snared a ticket to Patriots v. Ravens?
I really had almost nothing to do with this. Somehow, magically, my friend Av knew some people who, equally amazingly, either have season tickets or know some others who do and aren't going to the game. They aren't going to the AFC Championship game. Go figure that.
And since Av somehow knows these people, he found out they had an extra ticket. He told me several days that it looked pretty good that he would be able to go.
Then, around lunchtime today, I get a text from him. It read:
"My man, it's Av. SHALOM! I'm going to the game on Sunday..."
I was happy for him. He adores the Pats.
The text continued, "and might be able to get you a ticket. Stay tuned."
Trust me, I stayed tuned.
No more than a half-hour later, Av calls me: "You want to go to the game?" he asks.
I should've said, "You want my first-born?" OK, I don't want to go that badly.
But pretty close.
So, there you have it. I will be at Gillette Stadium in Foxborough on Sunday afternoon, cheering lustily for the New England Patriots as they take on the hated Baltimore Ravens.
My sister, her husband, and one of their children will be sitting at home, dressed in their Ravens jerseys.
Eat your hearts out, Niccolinis!
And... GO PATS!
Posted by Richard Lewis at 8:32 PM