I learned something yesterday. NFL stands for No Football for Lindsay.
I've never been to an NFL game before. I wouldn't call myself a sports fan (although I did watch a play-off game when I was home alone in January). It's all fun and games to me, and I've never bought into team rivalries. Much to the dismay of my family, I guess you could say I'm a Packer fan by association. My husband is a true Packer fan, even though he doesn't wear a cheese head. (Thank God.)
After Mr. TBS found out that the Packers were playing in Houston next season, we planned to buy tickets to the game. I was really excited to finally go to an NFL game! I want to see Aaron Rodgers play.
But alas, the realism of supply and demand made itself known yesterday, and there is just no way we can pay $400 for a few hours of live sports from fairly decent seats. $400 plus parking, plus food?! NFL, you're killing me. After the initial sticker shock, it made sense to him since the Texans and Packers had a good season, but it has become very apparent to me that you have to be loaded, the best friend of someone loaded, or crazy enough to spend that much money on 3.5 hours of fun. If we plan on taking an international trip next year (and possibly buying a nice camera... maybe?), those $400+ will be needed. I choose the trip.
So on Sunday, October 14, I know where I'll be. At home. Still with no NFL games under my belt. Anyway, if we ever spend that kind of money on a game, it's going to be at Lambeau Field!
Side note: When did I become the girl who blogged about sports?