In pursuit of some chicken strips at halftime of the Georgia-Xavier game moments ago, I ventured to the Verizon Center's upper deck thinking the lines might be shorter.
Wrong.
At least, I thought, I would have some ranch dressing with my lunch.
Wrong again.
What's the deal, Verizon Center? Did you not expect a lot of people to show up?
The good news: I didn't order a hot dog.
At 1:20 p.m., they were out of hot dogs.
