Il est pas content Kevin, j’espère que c’était pas un frenchie à côté de lui….
Mr. Pingree
I’ll be as brief as I can. So please bear with me. I had the privilege to take my boys to the Supercross in Phoenix Saturday night. As a long time rider/racer and fan I was extremely happy with the show out on the track. We were treated to some great racing.
What I was not thrilled with were the rude, obnoxious, ungrateful slobs that I was surrounded by. It started with the national anthem. The non-English speaking morbidly obese man that was spilling over into my seat would hardly even acknowledge that the song was even being sung. No cheers no claps, just a look of disgust as if almost everybody else in the stadium had offended him. I guess it wouldn’t have bothered me so much, but since I was sharing half my seat with him I felt I had the right to be a little P Oed.
Then there was the booze heads that sat behind us. For starters they spilled beer underneath all our seats. So we had to sit in a beer puddle for at least two hours. Then they felt the need to throw the F bomb out every time a rider that they didn’t like circulated the track. Which was every rider but Chad Reed. I’m not really a Chad Reed fan, but knowing these losers loved him made me never want to see the guy win again.
Ok, so, the question: When is enough enough? I didn’t want to rock the boat with these degenerates and ruin the whole time. But it seems like $85.00 a pop is a bit much to spend to be this disappointed in humanity. I may stay home next year and just watch the show on the old tube and save 300 bucks.
Thanks for reading,
Kevin
, le il y a 12 années et 9 mois.
