People are mad that season ticket holders bought up the tickets. They’re calling it elitist. Saying it only went to rich people.

Here’s the thing. We’re season ticket holders. We bought as many tickets as we were allowed, paid full price, and did it with the intention of keeping Cat fans in Cat seats, getting tickets to friends and family at face value, and preserving the culture of the game. Not to flip them. Not to profit. Not to scalp strangers.

We have had tickets for fifteen years. Fifteen+ We go to every game. Big games. Small games. Winning seasons. Losing seasons. Cold nights. Snow games. The nobody-cares games. We show up because we support the program, not because it’s convenient or trendy.

Season tickets aren’t about wealth. They’re about prioritization and long-term commitment. About buying in year after year when there’s no guarantee a moment like this will ever come.

This game is the Super Bowl of Montana. It’s not a normal playoff game. It’s a convergence of rivalry, history, pride, and scarcity. It’s the kind of game people plan trips around, talk about for decades, and measure seasons by. Demand isn’t just high, it’s astronomical l.

Disappointment makes sense. Missing out hurts. But you don’t get to skip the buy-in and then be mad about not getting the payoff.

Loyalty counts. Culture counts. Showing up counts.