My dad is NOT selling his tickets. In for sure: Ryan, Lindsey & myself. Scot will have to duke it out with my mom depending on Julie's labor progress.
I was talking to Scot on the phone about it...here is a snippet of the conversation:
Scot: So, how come you are a shoo-in for the ticket?
Amy: Remember in October when your brother was in town? I gave up my ticket to that
Lakers game so he could go with you. So you're actually one up on me in Suns game
attendance this year.
Scot: hmm...I don't know that that is enough...
Amy: Well I've also logged countless years to Suns devotion, while you've only been devoted since marriage and...well, they're MY dad's tickets...blood relative, I trump you.
I'm impressed that Scot at least tried to negotiate, but really all his attempts will be fruitless, as I will not be relinquishing hold on my ticket. E for effort honey.
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There are other ways for you to make it up to Scot. I always like having a trump card to pull out when I need it! Have fun....I am jealous!
Ha ha! I love how much you are into the suns! Hope you have fun.
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