I speak for everybody who agrees with me when I say: It’s better to watch a football game on TV than at the stadium. In the comfort of your home, you get all the TV replays, the food is free and there are no lines at the bathroom (unless you’ve got teenaged triplet daughters).

Jerome's new sofa at Petco Park.

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The reverse is true for watching a baseball game. At home, you’ve got a comfy couch in front of the TV. But viewing the game can be interminable. Strike. Ball. Ball. Foul ball. Pitcher-catcher conference. Ball. Foul ball. Batting glove readjustments. Foul ball off the foot. Timeout to check with trainer. Practice swings. Trainer walks off field. Rain delay. Earthquake. Etc…

But when I’m at Petco Park watching a Padres game, I take in every nuance with rapt attention. It’s interesting to me to see if the corner infielders are playing in during late innings when the score is close and there are runners on base. And I find it amusing to watch a fan try to catch a foul ball while drinking a beer and talking on a cell phone (unless you’ve got three hands, one of those tasks is not happening).

It would seem the only thing that could improve the baseball-watching experience at Petco is being handled and upgraded by…Jerome’s Furniture. Wuh-what?

Jerome’s “Best Seat In The House” contest used to reward randomly-picked fans with a pair of cushiony recliners placed down the third baseline. So Archie Bunker, right? Premiering tonight (April 29), those recliners are being replaced with a contemporary white leather sofa, a lamp and a coffee table.

Reek of product placement? Hell, yeah. Listen, I would never sell my soul for a sofa seat at the ballpark (and no, Jerome’s is not paying me to write this story). But it seems like an awesome idea. Anybody can enter the contest to sit in the sofa for a Padres home game at Jerome’s Web site.

Don’t feel lucky, but still want an authentic baseball experience and something cushy for your tushy? I suppose you could buy a Jerome’s couch for your own living room—and pay your kids to carry steamer trays and yell, “Git yer hot dogs, he-ah,” or have them toss you bags of peanuts from the kitchen. That might be cool—like a bit from Family Guy—but just remember not to flick peanut shells on the rug. And realize that doing the one-man wave will become fairly anti-climactic.

Yeah, I’m going to enter Jerome’s Best Seat In The House contest. And, hey, Mattress Discounters, what are you guys waiting for?