Jordan Hare Stadium Seating Chart Romane & Geschichten

The stadium was a common one where we have had games before but for this day alone the lights were on in full glare. We had arrived earlier than the other school though it was mid-day so it was as good a time as any to secure good seats. We were directed to a place very close to the court and since we cheerleaders were essential in the game as well we got to take front seats. The Class 2 students found equally good seats and before mid-afternoon came around we were watching a group of middle school students whose school had booked the stadium for that afternoon to practice their tap dance routine.

"Damn these are great seats." Hannah practically gasped as she looked around us. I had to admit these were amazing seats. We were literally right above the player and in the middle of the stadium. From here we would be able to see everything happening. "It pays to have two well-liked boyfriends." I nodded along with her. Harold and Ryan got the two of us front row seats and we literally were able to by pass the crowds which was super nice. At first Harold wanted us to be in one of the booths high up but I wanted to be front and center to watch. Being up in the booth you can't see as well as down here.

Antarians wearing bright yellow, red, and blue colors skipped around weaving long colored ribbons through the air as people filed into the cavern and took their seats around the stadium. Alex and Jack were seated in a raised area close to where the elders sat. Jack sat at a large table facing the soon-to-be empty middle expanse of the arena. Alex was positioned on a lower tier a few meters away from him with Weylin at her side. Guards stood behind each of them. Jack looked like a king ready to watch a jousting match.

I end up between Willow and Amanda. The energy thrums throughout the stadium. We’re on one of the corners, closest to the blue-and-silver painted goal and a good view of the rink. The student section fills quickly, and the ticket holders fill in more gradually. But soon enough, the whole lower level of the stadium is full. Diagonal to us, the students who traveled with the Wolves sit in black-and-lime-green attire. They have banners and tassels, and one occasionally sets off an air horn. It’s followed by cheers and screams from their section.

It’s not like all the past games meant nothing, but it’s just different walking into the large stadium and seeing its numerous, surrounding seats. The air is charged with tension, some people wearing the color of their chosen teams. Entire crews with cheerleaders and half-naked guys with their chests painted arrive. The black and burgundy red of the Redmond Chillers contrasts with the white and blue of the Easton Ridge Leopards. Hailey and I find good seats, wielding red and black cheering sticks we can bang together to make noise. Still, I’m not sure the team can hear us over the absolute cacophony echoing around us.

I didn't want to send my distress through the bond to Jude and make him worry. The arena was set up like something out of a medieval tale, with high wooden barriers forming a circle and tiered seating rising up on all sides. Jude's pack filled one half, cheering and chanting already, while Josh's pack was silently silent on the other side, and the elders sat at a high table overlooking everything, murmuring to each other with grave expressions. I sat in the front row of our section with Maya beside me—Elena and Marcus at the high seat, also with River standing behind them like a shield.

They realized that Highland relied heavily on the strong right arm of its big quarterback, and their plan was simple; neutralize Mitchell Kays. As the players warmed up, the spectators began to file into the stadium. Maddie and two girlfriends joined her family as they entered the arena. The game was being played at the home field of Maddie's university. The huge television screens hanging at either end of the field gave some of the fans a few seconds of fame as their faces were displayed.

"It’s showtime. Let’s go get this contract." ​ELOISE ​The Oakridge High gymnasium was an absolute wall of suffocating sound. The wooden bleachers were completely overflowing with students, yelling parents, and local sports reporters holding massive cameras. In the center VIP box, three men wearing dark blue Vanderbilt University varsity jackets sat with silver clipboards, their eyes tracking the players warming up on the court below.

"Brick wall outside the window." "Good" They finished in silence. Then they went to get ready. Westbridge's football stadium held 38,000 people. On a cold late November Saturday, it was full. The stands were a wall of navy and white. The team colors vivid against the grey November sky. Scarves and flags moved in the wind that cut across the open end of the stadium. The student section occupied the entire east stand, packed in tight, already loud an hour before kickoff.

Hannah murmured to herself. She genuinely felt happy for Leon. While feeling sorry for herself, she also felt happy because there’s another way she could see Leon… Moreover, she could do it openly without being afraid. The thought of this prompted her to quickly open LPL Region’s official ticketing website. She checked the schedule of Team XS’s next competition and the ticket price… Tickets for the first three rows cost a thousand each, while the third to sixth rows cost eight hundred, and the sixth to twelfth rows cost seven hundred.