My Quest for Wrigley Suite Perks Started Chaotically
Got an invite to a corporate suite at Wrigley Field last month. Didn’t even know where suites WERE at first. Grabbed my phone, searched “Wrigley Field seating map,” and got drowned in garbage results. Five different sites claiming to be “official” showed conflicting layouts.
Decided to dig deeper:
- Step 1: Went straight to the team website. Buried under three menus and a pop-up ad.
- Step 2: Finally found a PDF map. Pixelated mess – couldn’t tell Suite 17 from a hot dog stand.
- Step 3: Emailed the ticket rep. Got a snippy reply: “Map access requires login.” Like some secret society.
Game Day: Reality vs. Map Confusion
Showed up early thinking suites had private entrances. Wrong. Wiggled through drunk crowds waving my digital ticket. Guard squinted at my phone: “Main concourse, lady. Suite elevators upstairs behind the pretzel stand.”
The perks weren’t obvious either:
- Walked past free soda machines twice because they looked like regular vending
- Bathrooms marked “Suite Guests Only” had normal restroom signs
- Waited 20 minutes before realizing buffet was self-serve
Map disaster: Tried navigating using their “interactive chart” on stadium Wi-Fi. Spinning loading icon for 10 minutes. Ended up asking janitor where Section A12 suites were. He pointed at the ceiling and shrugged.
What Actually Works in the Suites
After the circus, good stuff showed up:
- Comfy chairs with cup holders that don’t spill beer when people stomp by
- Actual walls blocking wind unlike those open-air seats in April
- Runner bringing extra ketchup without eye-rolling
View was killer though – straight down third base line like you’re in the game. Heater lamps saved us when the night got cold.
Final takeaway: Suite perks feel like a VIP experience only if you solve the treasure hunt first. Printed the dang seating map on cardstock next week and slapped it on my fridge. Lesson learned: treat stadium diagrams like zombie apocalypse maps – laminate and memorize.