My experience in Crown Seats at the K and a fight.

[jidar]

wow... so. Yeah the Royals Crown tickets.

That shit was awesome. They served prime rib and a bunch of other shit, as much as you wanted. There was a hot dog sausage bar, a nacho bar, an open bar with good liquor. Inside the place was classy and nice, all the waiters and bartenders wore suits. You walked out one of the assorted exits and my seat was 3 rows behind home plate. What a great time. I drank a lot and watched the Royals beat down on the lowly Mariners. Meche pitched and Soria had the save. These seats are $230 each if you buy them singly or $185 if you buy season tickets.

And then some ****ing asshole almost ruined it.

I got up during an inning to go get 2 vodka tonics, one for me and my friend. While I'm in there I see a pile of c r a c ker jacks bags sitting unopened on the bar in front of a guy. It was a pretty big pile so I thought they might be community or something, like you could just take them, and I figured if they were for the taking I'd get some for my buddy who had asked for some outside but still had not received them from the waitress. I wasn't sure though so I walk over and ask the guy "hey are these your "The Man" jacks or are those community "The Man" jacks." This guy looks at me like I just told him his mother was a whore and says "If you tipped your ****in bartender maybe you could get some ****ing "The Man" jacks how about that?" Holy shit. I said something or other that I had tipped the ****in bartender and that he was an asshole then I went back outside to watch the game.

One maybe two innings later I've almost managed to put it out of my mind and the mother****er comes outside, stands right next to me (I've got an end seat) with an arm load of "The Man" jacks yellin "who wants "The Man" jacks?" and throwing them to whoever speaks up until the waitresses told him to leave. I couldn't believe that shit, I know he's doing it to antagonize me, but **** it I don't say a word and he goes back in to the bar.

Fast forward, the Royals win, and me and my 3 buddies go inside and we start fanning it up hardcore. We were posing in front of pictures of players and statues and getting some real nice photos. Most of the people had left, and the ones left were crowding around the bar for last call except us. It thought we were a bit out of place, but **** it, we were having a good time, but then the same mother****er walks away from the crowd over to us and starts talking to two of my friends. Now my buddies have no idea any of this shit went down, I had kept the whole thing to myself, but I can't believe he's going to come over to **** with me some more. So I go over to him and we exchanged some words and apparently he doesn't think he did anything wrong by treating me like trash, and I ended up calling him an asshole again and saying I'm going to go ask his buddies by the bar and ask what they think since they saw the whole thing too. I walk over to his friend in an expensive business shirt who is sitting at the bar and I'm like "Hey did you see that whole thing?" and he looks at me and says "Maybe you should tip your ****ing bartender." and I said "You know what, both of you guys are ****ing assholes." and white shirt guy jumps up off the bar, spins around and gets in my face, but I didn't flinch I just looked at him and said "What? What are gonna ****in do?"

Well security who I guess had been watching most of this immediately jumped on the guy and ejected both of them to the elevator and the whole time the white shirt guy is yelling that we're gonna finish this shit outside.

Well a few minutes later we leave and the two ****ers were waiting by the elevator for us. We go to get in the elevator and they join us for what is a tense ride but nobody says anything. When I get out I say I'm not here to fight anyone but the white shirt guy is walking right behind me and yelling shit and I don't remember what he was saying or what it was that was the last straw but I handed my glasses to one of my friends, turned out and put my fists up. I'm not really much of a talker when I'm angry. He comes at me and I think he throws a punch but I'm not sure, maybe he's shoving me but I hit him square in the nose with a good overhand right and I feel his nose break and blood immediately starts gushing out of both of his nostrils and my friend grabs him from behind and pulls him away. I think at this point that I've finished it and turn to to keep walking with my friends to our car, but the white shirt ****er with the broken nose gets away from my friend and starts following me again. I'm yelling back "Don't you follow me mother ****er, get the **** away me. Don't you ****ing follow me." that sort of shit, but he catches me in 20 feet or so and I spin and put my fists up again. This stupid son of a bitch swings and this time he hits me in the jaw, so I planted a haymaker with everything I had right in the middle of his face and his knees go wobbly and he stumbles then hits the ground. He's done. His face is a mess and he's covered in blood from his still gushing nose.

There is more to this story, like the fact that I accidentally walked into the players lots and got to see Soria and Dejesus but that's not nearly as interesting.

So yeah, that was my experience in the super richie rich section of the K. Can you believe this shit? I really didn't expect that to happen in the Crown Seats.