The view
In the Club — Section 122 Row 17
vs Edmonton · Jan 2
Saturday, January 2, 2027 · 1:00 PM
$530 per seat · $1,060 for the pair
Not every pair I hold is always listed. When a held pair comes loose, The List hears first.
This is the lowest this pair will ever cost here. Prices rise as pairs sell — they never come down.
Plans change? You're never out of luck here — the Release-Back has you covered.
This game is open to The List.
The public window opens Dec 26 — one week before the game.
There's nothing to join — your email is the whole thing. Enter it and this page unlocks: you can buy this pair right now. A code lands in your inbox to sign you in — open your mail app to grab it. No password, ever.
New here or already on The List — same button.
Dead center ice. The red line runs straight through your sightline.
• Perfect symmetry — You sit exactly at the red line. Half the rink to your left, half to your right, every play unfolding in balance. For watching the whole game, systems, breakouts, line changes, there are no seats like these.
• Row 17, and that's the point — The first row that sees over the glass. Both goalies, both nets, in full view with nothing between you and the ice. The lowest seat in the building with a clean look at everything.
• The club is included — Directly behind your section, steps from your row, no concourse. All-inclusive gourmet dining, beer, and wine, from ninety minutes before puck drop until an hour after the horn. Rack of lamb and bacon-wrapped scallops alongside Detroit Coneys and Little Caesars, couches and a fireplace, private restrooms, and a third-period dessert display people plan around. Eat a full dinner before the game, watch every shift from your seat, TVs throughout mean you never miss a goal getting seconds, then have dessert while the traffic clears.
• Two seats or four — The two pairs sit side by side — when both are listed, you can take all four together. Choose one pair, or take both and have four consecutive seats at center ice.
When they're gone for a game, they're gone.
These are my personal season tickets — held by the same Detroit family since 1969.