World Series Tickets and Proper Etiquette

Sorry, the blog has taken a short holiday as we enjoy the World Series coming to Dallas. The Posette is a huge Rangers fan because her father, being a good dad, properly brainwashed his child to root passionately for his favorite team.

Dads really only have a few clearly delineated duties:

1. Pay the rent/mortgage

2. Make sure your child does not throw a baseball like a European

3. Teach your child the difference between a flathead a Philips head screwdriver

4. Indoctrinate your child into liking your favorite sporting franchises and bands

Aside from keeping them alive, everything else is basically gravy.

The Posette, by the way, can also properly throw a baseball. So well done Father of Posette.

Anyway, the Posette has been pretty much over the moon now that the Rangers are in the Series. It's been pretty much a lifetime of suffering for Rangers fans, so these past two seasons have sort of felt like the culmination of her fandom. She's been punching the clock, and now it's time to receive the reward.

Well, the Posette's mom, the Official Mother-In-Law of Poseur had an extra ticket to Game Three of the World Series. But only one extra ticket.

Now, I'm a pretty big baseball fan and I've never ever been to a playoff game. The Posette and her sister went to the ALCS Game 6 last year, but she had never been to the World Series. So, being the nice guy that I am, I said "sure, honey, you take the ticket."

Rules of relationships state that at this point, she is required to say, "No, honey... you should take it."

Ummm.... yeah. See above and how her father properly indoctrinated his child. That counter-offer never happened. She just said, "Thanks, hon. Oh, and could you pick me up a sweatshirt?"

So, if you're wondering why the Rangers won every game at home except for Game Three -- well, I blame it on a breach of etiquette.