There are no “bad” seats at Lambeau Field. No pillars to block your view, no wildly high nosebleed seats. We were pretty high up, sitting in the outdoor box seats. Chuck won the tickets as a door prize at his last staff meeting, and then he ended up uncertain whether he’d have to work or not. With that in mind, he suggested I bring a friend instead. Here’s the view.
My tiny camera really doesn’t capture it well. As high up as we were, we could see the field clearly. Popcorn, sodas, and lots of green and gold were ingredients for a great night. Our Super Bowl champions didn’t disappoint; they managed to present a dramatic game again. Dramatic preseason game? Isn’t that an oxymoron?