This reminds me of when I went to the Jets game at FedEx in 2003. My buddy and I were literally 3 rows from the top in the Upper Level.
In the 2nd half, a woman who had business slacks on....was sitting with her legs crossed literally with a plastic glass of wine in her hand....and says "Can you guys please stop yelling and cussing so much?"
The cussing, I can understand the request .... but the yelling?!? seriously?
a) it's a football game.
b) it's opening night.
c) you're in the upper deck, drinking wine with your legs crossed.
d) it's a FRICKIN FOOTBALL GAME!
I'll never forget the sorrow I felt right then and there.