I am suing the program for 7.8 million dollars for STILL refusing to put out salt packets on the concourse.
Eh, we'll have to see, seriously. The original Facebook chatter I saw is from a trustworthy guy though. But there were no details.
That explains it! A couple of games ago, I didn't get there for the pre-game food at the Gold room, so I got some chicken strips at one of the concourse vendor. (They were actually pretty good, btw.) I asked for salt packets, the lady pointed over to the condiments table. I replied there weren't any there. So the lady handed me a commercial salt shaker from behind the counter.
Maybe ask for the salt shaker behind the counter next time, Jollay.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming, The Collapse of Coach Blewitt, already in progress.