So I saw this thing about the Brewers raffle pop up and thought, why not figure it out myself? Seemed like a good way to maybe snag some cash while doing something decent for charities. Here’s exactly how it went down.
The Initial Confusion
First, I gotta admit, I was kinda lost. Heard people talking about “50/50 raffles” at the Brewers game, but what did that even mean? Sounded like some betting thing, but I knew it wasn’t illegal gambling. So I dug around online, trying to piece it together. Found out it’s super simple: half the money collected goes to charity, and the other half goes to one lucky winner. That clicked for me. Like, you’re buying a chance for yourself while actually helping out.
Getting My Ticket
Alright, time to actually do it. I headed to the game last Tuesday night, figuring that was the easiest way. Saw these folks in bright vests walking around with tablets – the raffle sellers. Walked right up to one near the beer stand. Told ’em I wanted a ticket, and they just pulled it up on the tablet. Super quick. Paid with my card, tapped the screen, and boom, got a digital ticket right on my phone. Two bucks for one ticket, went for five bucks for three. Felt like a cheap lottery shot.
They explained it like this:
- Half the pot supports charity programs – felt good knowing part of my fiver was doing that.
- Half the pot is the prize money – obviously, the fun part.
- Numbers are random and digital – no paper scraps to lose.
- They announce the winner during the 7th inning – on the big screen and sometimes on the Brewers app or website.
Waiting and… Nope
Spent the game just chilling, eating a pretzel, occasionally checking my phone. When the 7th inning rolled around, everyone kinda paused. The big screen flashed the winning number. Pulled up my ticket… nada. Not even close. Felt a tiny pang of “dang it,” but honestly? Quick shake-off. Remembered that half my cash went to help folks. Can’t really sulk about that. Saw someone else near me jump up cheering – must’ve won big. Good for them!
Why I’ll Probably Do It Again
Left the park feeling pretty alright. Yeah, I didn’t win, but here’s the thing: It was dead simple, cheap, and did actual good. Next time I’m at a game, I’ll slap down another few bucks. Worst case, I’m out less than a beer. Best case? Cha-ching. Plus, knowing it helps local charities kinda makes you feel less guilty about hoping to win. Win-win, even if you lose.
