I have always loved the World Cup and have so many fun memories of watching the matches with friends and coworkers over the past years. With the US hosting this year’s tournament, I knew we had to get tickets, or at least try.
I entered the lottery to get tickets to see Germany play in Houston (and got 4 tickets in the process) and also scored tickets to a game in Santa Clara. The tickets in Santa Clara I eventually resold (at face value) to a coworker (life became too hectic to make it work). And surprisingly, I had to convince Martin that we should go to Houston for the Germany match. I leveraged the best negotiating tactics available: I told him I was going and would be happy to take the kids by myself if they wanted to go too. Of course the kids wanted to go, so Martin begrudgingly agreed to partake in the fun. We were to fly out Friday night after school, have a day in Houston, watch the match Sunday midday and fly home Sunday night so the kids could still make it to school that following Monday.
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