So this story just came to mind:
My father is a salesman, and, as such, spent many, many long evenings entertaining customers in the suites at the Aud (and later at the Arena). (For those who have never had to entertain people in a suite: It's work. Hard work. Not fun.) The owners of the company he worked for are very wealthy Buffalo businessmen. You would recognize the family name in an instant. So of course their sons (in their 20s) were a little on the rich brat side. They used to
I read this as Luderous Fan Behavior every time.
Was at the Ralph when we played Miami. Heading back to the car, stopped to watch anywhere from 6 to 10 guys in a pile just beating the crap out of each other. Called my friend over and we just stood there, about 10 feet away, laughing our ***** off.
We then heard a cop yelling, "You guys better break it up! I'm not gonna hurry, but if any of you are still fighting by the time I get there, you're going to jail! No one wants to go to jail