Over the weekend I saw an interesting documentary that was discussing the lengths that crazed fans will go to watch their beloved teams, musicians, or movies. The part of the documentary that particularly caught my eye was the amounts of time some people would wait in line. According to their research the average person spends approximately an hour a day waiting in line, which totals to about 2 to 3 years in a lifetime.
Now the people in this documentary weren’t your “average” people, and they would definitely count as the outliers in this research. Some of the startling numbers popped up when the event was for sports abroad like Wimbledon, especially during finals. One fan admitted to standing in the queue for over 90 hours just to catch a glimpse of England’s golden boy Andy Murray and still didn’t get to see him.
I had first hand experience with the queue at Wimbledon over the summer while working in England. However, unlike the people that waited over 90 hours I found a creative way to get the seats that I so longed for. Here is my story:
I was told it was never going to happen and I would be wasting my time trying. After 32 hours, one sleepless night, and a killer John McEnroe outfit I defeated those odds and made it to the second row of the Centre Court at Wimbledon.
Last week I decided I was going to attempt a feat that was practically impossible; get into the Centre Court match to see Andy Murray play. I did a bit of research and was rather discouraged when I saw the price of tickets; I knew if this dream was going to happen I would have to be creative. Then it hit me, why not dress up in a John McEnroe outfit and gain so much attention that they would have to let me in. That is exactly what I did.
Armed with a sweatband, wristband, a cut-off shirt, and shorts that barely fit I camped out at Wimbledon on Friday to get a decent spot in the queue. I felt like a movie star, with random people approaching me from left and right to take a picture with Mr. McEnroe. Saturday morning with a coffee in my hand, I walked into Wimbledon. I was discouraged when I could only get a general admission pass but was still determined to make it into Centre Court. That’s where my outfit saved the day.
I was able to trade my ticket in for a Centre Court pass, when someone graciously lent me a favor since my outfit was “Amazing!” I got in and was lucky enough to see Haas vs. Murray. I was taken aback as the crowd cheered and did the wave during the match. The best part of the day was when the camera panned towards my area and did a close up on my outfit. I started yelling and screaming like a child. This was one of the best days of my life and it all happened with a bit of creativity and a glorious outfit to match.
><(("> Jonny Arcila
Jonny is a former ><((“> Team Member at Catch Your Limit, a management and marketing firm with offices in Tallahassee, Florida and Richmond, Virginia. To learn more, visit www.catchyourlimit.com.