Today should be one of the most exciting days of the year – my Tigers membership stuff turned up. Unfortunately for the Tigers my Doggies membership (dual membership story here) arrived as well, and it looks a whole lot better.
The Doggies gave me a lanyard, key ring, hat, scarf (for joining early), two sets of membership stickers (great to hand on to junior members), a pocket calendar, a magnetic fixture for the fridge and it was all presented in a cool DVD like case. The Tiges, whom I have barracked for for 35 years and been a member of in their darkest hours and to whom I pay almost twice as much to have a reserved seat at their games threw a hat, one sticker for the car and a lanyard in a bag and posted it off. No recognition for re-joining on the day I got the notice and the only bonus being an invitation to a cocktail party that I won’t be going to. Based on what I received today I feel more a Dog than a Tiger, and that’s saying a lot. The Dogs tried – they put in an effort. The Tiger effort feels anything but.
After the hassle with the seating the Tiger membership process this year has left a bad taste in my mouth.