next year’s invoice

It arrived.

I know it’s been online for a little while, but I was not looking. I wanted the letter or better, the phone call. A long time ago, TBF told me about how, every year, he waits to get that phone call from the Mets ticket office, trying to entice him to “increase his involvement with the club” and to try to get him to buy a ticket plan. He actively looked forward to this call each year, and back when I first heard the story, told me with great relish how he couldn’t wait for the day that he could answer, “Well, yes, actually, I would like to move up to the next level this year.”

I kinda ruined that, I think.

But the invoice is here, and we are back in the exact.same.seats. But, I love those seats. And unless we found some more money hidden under the sofa cushions, we are back on the mezzanine, section 12, Tuesdays and Fridays, just like last year. Which suits me just fine.

So we will be paying that invoice very soon.

It makes me a little nervous that we don’t have the scratch to come up with a full season, because I worry what happens to us when Citi Field opens in 2009 (when we probably will have the scratch). This is the type of moment where TBF stares at me, shakes his head, and mutters something about not thinking ahead that far.

In the meantime, I think I’ve picked out our weekend to go down to Port St. Lucie in March. TBF gives me that blank stare whenever I start trying to talk about it, and makes noises about “saving our money for games that really count”. Which I am entirely ignoring, because I know exactly what will happen: we will go to Spring Training and he will love every minute of it.

Have you been to Spring Training? Got any advice? Tips? Suggestions? Leave ’em in the comments.

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