Do as I am doing this year--forget the Idiot...er,...I mean the Iditarod; and spend your hard earned money on a nice night out at a great restaurant. Have a ribeye, a porterhouse, or a lobster tail and a glass of Riorca or two. After March 14 or so, you'll know you did the right thing. Try it...you'll see the Farpster was right.
You'll also bask in the knowledge that you are saving the ITC from themselves. Just sayin'. The Idiot...,sorry, my fingers slipped again...the Iditarod insider will prove to be a weight on you, as you'll find it frustrating, disappointing and without recourse. It's the same sensation you get at a casino after dropping a hundred bucks, knowing you shouldn't have.
Then, as you lift the final morsel to your mouth, lifting the glass of Riorca for a follow-up, repeat the phrase: "While this is the 'Last Great Taste'...Farp was right."
Get your restaurant reservation in. If you must, check the ADN Iditarod news web site...you'll be glad you did. Oh, and I'd be pleased if you gave a toast to the Farpster.