My son and I went to a Cardinals game
My son and I went to our first Arizona Cardinals game at the new stadium Sunday, and it lived up to its billing even if the team didn’t.
Of course, I am very familiar with the stadium, having mowed the field and done “Good Morning! Arizona” from inside before the season. But you sure can’t beat a game to fully appreciate a stadium.
It was our neighbors who gave us their tickets because nobody there wanted to go to the game. Needless to say they also didn’t want the tickets to go to waste — not at $325 a pop. Yes, $325 a ticket!
They were on the 40-yard line in the Club Level, so they were very good seats. But, you still have to pay for food and drinks.
Don’t get me wrong, I know somebody has to pay for that big ol’ building. But for $325, you’d think they could toss in a couple of hot dogs and the house brand soda from Safeway and still have that thing paid off in a couple of years. Add in the naming rights for the new University of Phoenix Stadium (UPS) and I’m thinking Bill Bidwill ought to come by and at least ask how we’re all doing. Not gonna happen, though.
Would I ever pay that much for a ticket? Absolutely not. Will I go again on somebody else’s dime? You bet –and I’ll even drive.


Not surprisingly, it turned out to be one of the best nights of the year for both of them. (Check out the picture. Cathy is the one on the left.)They saw it all — domestic violence calls, a drugged-out man barricaded inside his house, meth addicts on stolen bikes. You name it, they saw it.
Tara, April and I get a lot of credit for being the faces of the local telethon (Check out the picture of us with State MDA Ambassador Sierra Lewis.), but let me tell you, it’s the parents and families that do the real work, do the real hustling and get people out to events to help raise the money.