Showing posts with label hockey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hockey. Show all posts

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Hockey Day

On Wednesday Ken and I went to the Ducks /Oilers game for his birthday. Ken had wanted to go to this game since he first saw the schedule and saw that a game fell on his birthday. Unfortunately, I didn't have money at the time. On Tuesday, I got a call from Brad Vaughn, a drummer I know, saying he had two club level tickets to the game. He GAVE me two $89.00 tickets for free. Here are some pics from the game.

Ken before the game
Me before the game
Us in our seats
Watching the radio post-game show. That's rookie Nathan McIver on the left.




The coolest part of the Club Level: Gold Toilet Plumbing!!!
Here's a video I took in the parking lot. I think we were a bit early.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

The Standard Bet


Ken and I have a standard bet that we frequently make in order to keep things interesting. The bet is $1.00 and a bag of Doritos. It has been employed on football games, hockey games, length of time it takes to get service at a restaurant, and just about anything else. When USC played Michigan last year, we added the stipulation that if Michigan won, I'd have to buy Ken Cool Ranch. If USC won, Ken had to buy Nacho Cheese. That way they matched our respective team's colors. Needless to say the Nacho Cheese were delicious. Our most recent bet is: When will Scott Niedermayer return to the Ducks? I say December. Ken says January. What kind of Doritos should I get this time?

Friday, October 19, 2007

The View From Up There


Have you have ever been to a sporting event and thought, "I wonder what the view is like from way up there?" Well, here is a picture from my seats at the Honda Center for Anaheim Ducks games (The optical zoom is maxed.) There is only one row higher than mine. I think they are some of the best seats in the house. I sat eight rows from the glass. Guess what? There's a bunch of plexiglass in front of you distorting the view. In Anaheim when you sit in the expensive seats, you are surrounded by the people who are sitting close because that's the place to be, not because they love hockey. Real fans sit in the nosebleeds. Long Live Section 423 Row T!