So due to my laziness, I opted out of buying the playoff package for the Canes when they got in -- I could have actually made money selling tix to A and M, Cotton Bowl, and Fiesta Bowl, but I was soured by my recent foray into ticket selling with Stevie Nicks. I bought 4 tix to see her, and they moved the date. Sure, I could have sold for more than I bought, but after deducting the Ticketmaster fees, I would have netter half -- so we went and had a fine time.
So instead, today at noon I find out whether my loyalty as a Canes Club Member for decades scores me 2 fact value tix. Ha. I think it's random based on 2026 season ticket renewals and joining Canes Club -- I have heard IU fans joined and bought cheapest of seasons tickets to get on the same list as me! Good for them.
Truth is, if I don't get the tix -- that's ok. My son in law Jonathan wants to go, and it'd be great to take this relatively new Canes (actually ALL American football) convert to the Natty, but if I watch on my sofa, with some healthy martinis and take in Italian -- that's ok, too.
Most of my friends already scored their tix -- I think Barry is my only fellow schlepper awaiting the noon opening to buy tix -- he wants 2 for his boy Scott and himself -- Scott will fly back from D.C. to attend -- Josh loves the tailgates but can give or take the actual games.
Wifey already told me she didn't care to attend with another woman's legs! So we'll see.
I remember well when the Canes were soaring annually, and Ed Perse, my mentor in law and life, was a huge fan, with 50 yard line OB seats. One year, when Ed was, I guess 60, there was a Saturday night match against hated Notre Dame. He gave Jeff and me his tickets, saying "I got a gorgeous game room with my barber chair and a few friends coming by. Do I want to fight the traffic and mess of the OB?"
I was shocked. Would I ever get that old and more into comfort than our love of the orange and green? Turns out I would.
The cheapest tickets to get in to the game, after market, are $3500 -- and that's last row in the upper deck -- closer to the International Space Station than the field. Sure -- I could afford them, but no way. Just yesterday I opened some new college accounts for the grandsons -- THAT made me happy. Making a ticket broker richer doesn't.
But the best tale of tix came the other day. A former secretary who started a business texted -- she had a skybox with 12 seats for sale -- came with 4 parking passes and food and drink -- a mere $200K! Turns out her boys, who run the company, used Covid SBA money to lease the box, and have been doing well selling for a profit for big events -- like major games, Taylor Swift,etc... Good for them, though I'm guessing the future of the business is not one to invest in with those kinds of business decisions.
I wrote back that the box was too rich for me, but I've learned the joy of receiving, instead of giving, like I used to. She replied yes-- I was always a giver, but somehow my comic request for 2 FREE seats to the box wasn't answered. What are ya gonna do?
So I learn in a few hours what's what. If I get them, then Jonathan and I will have to bum rides, or maybe D2 can drop us off somewhere, and then fetch us at a convenient place, like Tootsie's Gentlemens' Club -- in Miami Gardens. Ha. A visit there with me would creep out even my coolest of son in laws forever...
I stay tuned, or at least near my computer. Either way -- Go Canes!
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