Counterfeit?

[Guest Johnny on the Spot]

My B-day is coming up and as a nice gesture (actually a great one) my girlfriend got me tickets to Wrestlemania. It was supposed to be a suprise, but I stumbled across the tickets when I was going through her...I mean FOUND them in a drawer. Since I live in Buffalo N.Y., which is about and hour and a half from Toronto, she thought it would be great to drag me shopping in Toronto the day before Wrestlemania and then get there early Sunday to check everything out. I was ecstatic. (Not about the shopping, mind you.)

 

Until that is she told me how she got them. My girlfriend got the tickets online from a "guy" (I know you know what kind of "guy") in texas.

 

Looking at the tickets I can't see anything wrong with them, they have serial numbers and advertisements just like the kind you get when you go to hockey games. I just have this gnawing feeling that when we get there we'll be sent home. Now I know it's not the superbowl, but still you never know with some people out there, I especially don't like the fact that it was done online. I dunno just makes me nervous. Honestly they look authentic enough. (for some reason I remember exactly what they looked like on t.v. in November when they first went on sale.)

 

I'm probably just being paranoid but, anybody got any suggestions?

[Guest HBK16]

Looks to me that you'll find out when you get there. I really wouldn't know what to do. You really can't do much.

[Guest Tony149]

I guess you could call the Skydome ticket office and ask how do you know your ticket is legit.

[Guest dreamer420]

I bet it is just paranoia kicking in on you.  You have tickets to Wrestlemania and you can't go and ask your girlfriend so I would leave it alone.  I bet they are legit.  Enjoy the show.

[Guest MarvinisaLunatic]

Hmm.  I dunno.  I bet the are fake.  You know why.  Because when Girlfriends do something really really really cool like that, theres always a catch and the catch in this situation is that the tickets are fake.

You know what Id do? I'd pull a Ray Ramano and tear up the Tickets in front of your girlfriend (like he did with Tickets to Super Bowl 35) and say Id rather stay home and be with you.  That kinda thing would be worth way more than anything you could buy her or anything like that.  

 

What am I saying? lol..

[Guest dreamer420]

I could see a girlfriend fucking up tickets but a girlfriend fucking up a smarks tickets.  That's grounds for dumping her IMO but I still bet they are real.  When you get them for your birthday, find out the site she got them from and go there and see what you think.  Even email the dude she bought them from and find out the real story.

[Guest Johnny on the Spot]

I appreciate the feedback.

[Guest One Bad Apple]

Even email the dude she bought them from and find out the real story.

Dunno about you, but if (i)I(/i) was selling phony tickets, I wouldn't spill the cat just 'cause some guy (i)asked(/i).

 

To make my point clearer, I've done up this little dandy below. It features the fellow who started this thread and the man from Texas who sold him the aforementioned tickets. I think it'll help get my point across a little better.

 

 

 

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[ A phone rings through the halls of a spacious mansion ... but not just any mansion! The mansion of hotshot ticket mogul, the famed Texas Fatpockets! Tex picks up the phone! ]

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Howdy, sir or ma'am! This Texas Fatpockets here!

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Hey, texas ... listen ... I heard you're sellin' tickets to WrestleMania?

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Well, I'll be a faggot's mama! Joa-nee Spotlight! Tickets? Yep! So, ya interested, big boy?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Not today, texas ... thanks. Listen, reason I called was my girlfriend got me some of those tickets from you not too long ago. I just wanted to know ...

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Wanted to know ... ?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Well, texas ... you know me an' you've always been straight, right? We go way back ... almost to the beginnin' of this post, I'd say.

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Yep ... been through a lot, mah friend.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Okay ... this is gonna be no different. Tell me the truth, flat-out: I wanna know ... if you sold her fake tick–

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Fakes? Ol' Texas Fatpockets? You callin' me a (i)crook(/i), you lily-livered sumna–

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Don't bullshit me, texas! I want an answer! S'either yep or naw! Yep or naw, texas!

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

An answer? I'll give ya'n answer, Spotlight! Ya varmint! Ans– ooh ... hold on one sec, my counterfeitin' machine done ran out of WrestleMania ink. I'll have to get some more at the drugstore. Mind if I call you back?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

tex, all I need from you is to tell me if they're leg–

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Okay, okay ... firs' lemme strap myself into this new lie detector I bought from the drugstore. Not too much longer now, Johhny. Jus' I gotta ... hmph ... test ... it out. See if it works ... ehh ... y'know? Don't want those assholes at the drugstore to get up in my BUTT 'cause I wanna return it past the week ... ugh ... they give ya to do it, y'hear me?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Tell me about it, texas. You of all people should know the stories about Johnny Spotlight's misdealings with those idiots.  [pause]  Done yet?

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Ehh ... oooh ... aahh. Yep.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

So are they legit?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

What're legit?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

The tickets, Fatpockets!

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Oh! Yep! Yep, them babies is as lee-jit-ee-mit as needles on a cacti. *BZZT* Genuine articles, right there! *BZZT*  

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

What's that noise?

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Uhh ... oh, that? That's my alarm. I gotta go to bed now.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Oh ... I see. Well, bye, tex.

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

I'll talk to ya later, Spotlight.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Hey ... uh, texas?

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Yep?

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Before you go ... I just wanted to say I'm sorry for doubting your legitimacy.

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

That? Think nothin' of it, kid.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

I'm also sorry for not puttin' your first name in capital letters.

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Aw, man ... listen, I'm sorry for callin' you a varmint. And a lily-livered sumna, too.

 

JOHNNY SPOTLIGHT:

Well ... I got some drugs to run and work to be done. Ride on, buddy.

 

TEXAS FATPOCKETS:

Ride on, cowboy.

 

[ End. ]

[Guest Ghast]

What in the fuck was that? Texas Fatpockets? If this had a point, I lost it.

[Guest MarvinisaLunatic]

Do they look like the pics on this ebay page?

 

Hmm...Ticketmaster.  Well, they might not look like them, but anyway...

 

http://cgi.ebay.com/aw-cgi/eBayISAPI.dll?V...item=1332130085

[Guest Johnny on the Spot]

Thanks Marvin, that helps out alot.

[Guest One Bad Apple]

Was I a help, too, Johnny Spotlight?

 

And those tickets being auctioned off are fake.

 

I smell it.

[Guest DooGieHowie]

i have wrestlemania tickets but mine are green, not yellow or orange whatever that color is

[Guest treble charged]

The pictures on the e-bay page of the tickets are pretty much what all Ontario ticketmaster tickets look like.  My ticket to SmackDown in Ottawa the Tuesday after WM looks like that, too, as did my tickets to Raw in October.