Man oh man, getting Liverpool vs City tickets this season feels like trying to win the lottery blindfolded. Seriously. Last week I decided to tackle this beast head-on because I ain’t paying those insane resale prices.
The Absolute Chaos at 8:59 AM
Right, so I woke up crazy early Tuesday. Coffee pot bubbling, three devices lined up like soldiers on my kitchen table – laptop, phone, ancient iPad. All logged into different accounts just in case. Refreshed the ticket page like a maniac at 8:59 AM sharp when it went live. BAM! Instant traffic jam. Site froze harder than my freezer during ice storm season.
What actually worked:
- Spamming refresh on my phone browser instead of laptop. The mobile site somehow stayed alive for 3 extra seconds. Got in!
- Ignoring those fancy “best seats” filters. Ticketed anything that blinked.
- Using my wife’s old account she never uses. Less traffic maybe?
Pure desperation moves here. Saw two tickets flash up in Kop End Block 306. Couldn’t even see the price before my hand slipped and smashed that SELECT button. Payment page spun for ages – heart beating like a drum solo. Then the glorious email ping came through.
Honestly though? That whole system is just whack. Feels like fighting bots with a spoon. Saw dozens of decent seats vanish in 2 seconds flat. If your internet hiccups? Forget it. Random tip: if one device dies, kick it aside and grab another. Don’t waste seconds closing windows.
End result? Me and my mate Dave screaming ourselves hoarse April 10th. Worth the finger cramps? Yeah. Still got that shaky feeling like I robbed a bank though.
