I'd like to add a little something I was just reminded of...
When I was in college I used to dream of the day I would attend my first Pats home game. It wasn't until 2001, though, that I decided it was time to actually do it, because I learned that that coming season would be the last at Foxboro Stadium, and even with how awful "the Fox" was supposed to be, I wanted to see at least one game there - to see the field where so many great Patriots like Capalletti (albeit briefly), Hannah, Tippett, Sam Cunningham, etc., had played. So I looked at the schedule and decided to buy two tickets to the game against the Jesters. I conned a friend of mine into going (mainly on the promise of doing some other sightseeing) and we bought the plane tickets, etc.
Then 9/11 happened...
That night I called my friend and said I wasn't going, and he said he was going to tell me the same thing. As it got closer to when I was supposed to leave I was thinking about it more and more, and almost changed my mind. Thing was I didn't know anyone out there well enough at the time to stay at their house, except one woman who said I could stay at her place but she wouldn't drive into Boston to pick me up at the airport. Granted I could have rented a car (I had just turned 25, the minimum age) but decided that I shouldn't try to drive through a strange city by myself, especially Boston.
I still have those tickets somewhere. Looking back now of course it seems wimpy, but back then, in the days after that day, it was pretty frightening. Not to mention my mom got really antsy about it and all but begged me not to go - she even gave me the same amount of money I had paid for the plane and game tickets saying, "Well now you haven't even lost any money."
This same friend who offered to let me stay at her house actually had season tickets for that 2001 season, and offered to take me to the game against the Chargers. But by that time I had just started a new job and the b***ards didn't want to give me the time off even if it was unpaid. Plus there were all the other logistics problems I mentioned before.
Anyway, my first live Pats home game was against the Dolphins in 2004. It was a long time coming.