Loading ...Think living in New York is expensive? Try being a sports fan here.
A recent survey of the secondary market (read: StubHub) bears out some painful facts for Giants fans: tickets are easily the most expensive in the NFL, coming in at an average price of $468.
The second place New Orleans Saints are over $50 cheaper, Super Bowl inflation and all. The Jets (4th-$378), the Eagles (6th-$374), the Cowboys (5th-$327), and the Redskins (9th-$304) all join Big Blue in the top ten.
The poll paints us in a pretty bad light– the Giants are apparently a middle of the pack team (16th, according to ESPN power rankings), but are stiffing their fans with high prices. But as FanSnap points out, the Giants and Jets have a new stadium (and PSL’s!!!) that are pushing those prices up, not to mention being in the biggest sports market in the world.
Besides, preseason power rankings mean nada, and any Giant fan worth his salt knows this team is better than 16th, and is apparently willing to put his/her money where his/her mouth is. Unlike those front-running, fair-weather Boston fans, who are jumping ship on Patriots tickets (27th-$185) after a down season.
One thing this makes clear: going to see an NFL game is way too expensive. $153 to see a Cleveland Browns game? Riiiiiight.
With HD, DVR and a comfortable couch or recliner, there’s hardly a reason to fork over so much dough. Sorry, Roger…but it’s true.
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Knicks charge the most in the NBA and they haven’t made the playoffs in 9 years and spent the last 2 seasons tanking on porpose to clear cap space. Yankees have $1500 seats that they can’t sell. But at least they win.
The Giants aren’t even in New York. They play in the armpit of America.
Fottball is also better on TV. You get the replays, that yellow first down line. Various camera angles. Quick bathroom trips. Beer that costs less than $8 each. No traffic to and from the stadium.
When I was a kid, I enjoyed the spectacle. But now, getting to East Ruthorforn NJ from Manhattan’s East side and back is a hassle. Maybe I go to 1 game a year…Just so I can wear my Dave Meggett jersey.
Scranton-wilkesbarre area was ranked armpit of America. Currently where i reside of course ha.
That is an insane amount of money to go see a game. Plus the price to travel, parking, food, beer. As a college student, I could never afford this. Plus I haven’t heard the greatest reviews on the new stadium. I heard the seats are very cramped especially for taller people
They won’t be worth it this year. Osi needs hip surgery? Two players already are alreeady out before the start of training camp? And insufficient confidence in the linebacker corps lead the front offfice to hire a 33 year old injured linebacker that no one else in the league wants. It could be another long year.
KD was spot on. Who wouldn’t rather sit in their man-cave with a plate of wings, your intoxicant of choise and all the DVR, camera-angles and replays you could ever want. Oh yeah, and the yellow first down line is a game-changer….
The best part about actually going to a football game is tailgating…
I have just missed one game since 1998 – When I was the best man in a wedding in 2005 – and it KILLED me to miss that one.
It’s expensive. It’s worth it.
We get there no later than 8AM, throw blowout tailgates, go in and root for the team that we love in person like maniacs and go home. There is nothing better than that.
I get to watch games on TV the other 9 weeks of the season. Nothing beats being there. People who make the argument that they would rather watch their favorite team on TV don’t get it. Either that or they don’t know how to tailgate.
Nothing beat being there.
THIS ^^^^^
Nothing like sunday mornings at the GIANTS STADIUM.
I’m guessing he wasn’t a giant fan haha
The worst part about it, he is a Jets fan and they were PLAYING the F’ing JETS!!!
Wait…I think it was 2006. Anyway, I’m still pissed off.
Son of a bitch! You mean I posted all those links for nothing on the other thread? Aaaargh!
Well, screw all ya! Go find ‘em yourself … except for this one. Which totally bears reposting:
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The Original G Man says:
July 28, 2010 at 9:45 AM
SI.com has a gallery of “Rare Photos of Terrell Owens.”
I don’t know what to say about this one. Words fail me:
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/multimedia/photo_gallery/1007/nfl.terrell.owens.rare.photos/content.23.html
KD says:
July 28, 2010 at 9:55 AM
Fottball is also better on TV. You get the replays, that yellow first down line. Various camera angles. Quick bathroom trips. Beer that costs less than $8 each. No traffic to and from the stadium.
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Absolutely!
I was in Atlanta a couple years ago. I walked up to the stadium and got a ticket for like $25. That was a crap season for the Falcons, but $25 is less than I spent at Hooters the night before.
It was in 2007. The Giants played the Pats the night before. That was the final game of the 07 season on like Dec 30. And the weather in Atlanta in December is a lot better than it is up here. Nice 72 degree temp controlled dome.
Man, this team sure has strayed far afield from it’s Polo Grounds roots, described by Fred Exley in his great book “A Fan’s Notes” thusly:
“Arriving at the field shortly before one, I would buy a bleacher seat for a buck, then for another dollar bribe my way into a seat between the forty yard lines. With the wind at my back I had to stand at the back of the stadium during the first part of the game until the usher, having decided what seats were were going to go unoccupied throughout the afternoon… steered me to an empty. Waiting, I always stood with a group of men from Brooklyn who also paid the bribe. An Italian bread truck driver, an Irish patrolman, a fat garage mechanic, two or three burly longshoremen, and some others whose occupations I forget We were a motley, a memorable picture. Dressed as often as not in skimpy jackets, without gloves, we were never dressed warmly enough. Our noses ran. To keep warm, we smoked one cigarette after another and jogged up and down on the concrete…”