Ross and Tony took their team to the Marlies game this weekend. The Marlies play at the Ricoh Centre, which is where the horses used to be at the Exhibition grounds.
Robert R., Taha and I totally crashed it. ‘Cuz that’s how we roll.
Pizza was good, hotdogs were good (I pigged out, you’d be proud) and then Taha raided the fridge for a grape Fruitopia.
So, then the box-seat usher lady comes and tells him he has to pay for what’s taken out of the fridge. And I swear, she’s like, “That’s 5 or 6 dollars”. I’m SURE she said that, like she didn’t even know how much it was. She might as well have said, “It’s really exorbitant, you’re going to hate me when I look up the price.” because it all amounts to the same thing.
So he paid for it, and justified it by saying it tasted great.
That’s just a head’s up for those of you thinking of going to a Marlies game. Or, if you’re thinking of finding out who/what the Marlies are (I still don’t).
The highlight of the game was during the first intermission when the little 6 year olds played, and one of them scored (purposely, ‘cuz he totally had to mean to do it on a breakaway) on his own net.
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