Some Kansas Jayhawk football fans (?) are a little upset at a new ticketing policy in Lawrence. If you bring a toddler to the game now, they’re going to need a full-price ticket, regardless of age or size.
“I just thought it was pretty tacky,” Owen Foust said. “It’s just a grab for money.”
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“This is supposed to be a family-friendly environment,” Owen Foust said. “I don’t think that policy promotes that [environment] much.”
I hate to disagree, Owen, but I enthusiastically support the new policy. Hey, I like kids as much as anyone (despite what you might hear in this little interview I did yesterday on the Sports Bloggers Live podcast, which ends with them calling me disgusting, and rightfully so). But I’ll be honest with you, I don’t want to see your 3-month-old at a football game or a basketball game, and I will think less of you if you bring them.
What’s the point of even take a kid that age to a game? The child in question here is 3 months old… let’s be reasonable about this. That kid doesn’t know where the hell he is, and will gain nothing from the experience. Get a babysitter. If I’m sitting next to your kid, I’m going to make him cry. Bank on it. I’m going to scream, I’m going to teach your child his first profanities, I might elbow him in his soft, bald, head. It’s really no place for him… and I doubt very seriously that a child that young is going to enjoy the game in any way.
Now, it’s different if the kid’s a little older, and it’s something they’ll remember. That, I’ve got no problem with, every kid has a right to see a ballgame, share that with their dad or mom or whoever, and have a good time. I love that. That should be encouraged.
But if the kid’s at an age where they don’t even know what the hell’s going on around them… just get a babysitter or something. If you can’t find one, lock them in a closet, or chain them to a radiator at home. Be a responsible parent and duct tape them to something at home while you go enjoy the game. I don’t want to hear them crying.
I don’t even think new Kansas policy even goes far enough. Charge them double, and make them sit next to the drunkest, sweatiest, most abusive, profane, smelly guy in the house. They need to be taught a lesson.

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