As I found my seat, I noticed that the seats were empty..."that's strange," I thought, because just earlier, I heard a chorus of cheers and jeers coming from the bleachers. I looked around and realized that I was sitting in the nosebleed section, which was practically empty. Most of the fans were settled near home plate. "I would never pay those prices, being a college student," I thought to myself, for I was still as broke as I would ever be for the next four years. Eventually, as the game went on, I noticed people were leaving. I thought that maybe if I could slowly shift my way over to the "expensive" seats, I would be able to get a much better view for practically free.