For some reason, I took along a sports section featuring my column and photo. When the girl at the front asked for credentials, I said, "I don't have credentials, but I have this." I handed her the newspaper. She saw my photo, then looked back up at me.
Her principal came up and asked what was wrong. She said that I worked for the Wilmington newspaper.
And they let me in. For some reason, I never carried a newspaper to a game again (or before, for that matter).
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Another related post: Happy to get into the game
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