trib.al – (By Jonathan Newton / The Washington Post) I bought a ticket for $10 to Sunday’s Redskins game. The negotiation lasted perhaps 15 seconds. “Twenty,” the man said. “Nahhhh,” I countered. “C’mon, $20,” he said. “Nah, I really want to pay $10,” I said. The man handed me a ticket. I don’t usually leave my home on Redskins Sundays, but I had an inkling this Sunday at FedEx Field would be different. Unforgettable.