The fact I was flying solo with two young kids wasn’t getting us much sympathy – particularly since they were dressed head to toe in Packer garb. I think the gate agent in our first attempt to get re-booked bumped us to the bottom of the standby list. We didn't make the flight. Delta’s answer was to give us a stack of vouchers – including meal tickets ($6 for dinner – woo hoo!!), a hotel reservation (hello, Ramada Inn!) and a confirmation on the 10:10 flight (that would be 10:10 AM the next day!)
|Stranded at a TGI Fridays in the heart of Viking territory|
We hadn’t been in Wisconsin for 7 minutes when the boys procured a stash of firearms in the form of two Nerf guns. They took to them like first-generation Wisconsinites – quite the little marksmen. After I threatened confiscation if anyone else got shot, they went in the back yard and set up the Nerf Deer Blind they found with it. So far only a few squirrels have been seriously injured. We’re thinking of taking these with us when the Lions disembark at the Paper Valley Hotel tomorrow. Maybe pop a Nerf cap in Ndamukong Suh's ass. That'll slow down his pass rush. If you see him limping Sunday with a suction-cup-shaped bruise on his butt cheek, you'll know one of my guys got to him.