We are a bunch of “Smeagol’s” searching for the “Ring“.
I remember a time when going to a sports game was a family affair. The wife and I often took our oldest son to a Blue Jays game and by doing so built a stronger family bond. It was a little “ pricey “, but worth me having to work a couple of hours overtime every now and then. With my second boy we could not afford to go as often, but did go occasionally. There was a nine year gap in their ages and during that gap ticket prices began to slowly creep up. To the extent that I would have to work a day or two overtime to afford the family excursion. By the time son number three came into our perfectly dysfunctional family, going to a sports or concert venue was not even a consideration. Between son one and three there was a twenty year gap. Between sons two and three there was a thirteen year difference. By the time Number Three Son came along the players or performers were getting paid extremely high wages. Attending a game or show was beyond my wallets ability. Fast forward another ...
