Dammit Ali! :cuss:

i love drinking

Was this guy your talking about on Field level near Section 123? goalline area chiefs side.

I saw four security guards drag a big guy in handcuffs out past Import beer stand, Jack Stack BBQ stand just after half time show.

They Got half way up ramp, had to De-Pants him to the ankles as he was trying to get away.

Yelling and cussing the whole way.

Haven't seen that in years.

Sweet. You might be the only Chief fan who has turned the tables and screwed Carl. :clap:

That's too bad; I'm really sorry. The people in that my section are generally cool...unfortunately, when people sell their tickets to someone else, you don't always know what kind of an idiot that guy could be. I guarntee if that guy shows up and acts that way next time, he won't be there long.... :shake:

I need you guys to be honest with me here....
...I have season tickets and as a rule of thumb try to keep my language on the up and up.
After one of Dexter's many missed tackles I let out a ,"wrap up you p*ssies" blast.
I always survey around for children to make sure that when I'm even yelling there aren't any around.
Well, after I unleashed the potty mouth the woman in front of me smacked my leg and yelled at me.
Everyone around me started laughing and went Wooooooo...
I apologized to her and pretty much kept my mouth shut the rest of the game.

Your thoughts? Was I really that out of line?

the C-bomb entered my mind but I decided to keep it clean instead of keeping it real.

I have many, many memories from a myriad of visits to the stadiums at the Truman Sports Complex.

One in particular, instead of going to the game with my father – I told him I was going to go with a buddy of mine. The dealership he was selling cars with at the time had a massive group section way up in the top. I’ve never sat in the upper level seats, but more importantly, I wanted to hang with a buddy for a change- drink beer and devour BBQ with a ton of people.

Anyways, it was a blistering hot, sunny day. Opening game at Arrowhead with the Raiders visiting. (Or was it the Chargers?) All was well, and everyone from the dealership, their family, and friends were having a great time- as well as I. The Chiefs won the game and we all sauntered back to our area in the parking to party some more and sit for awhile as the traffic exiting Arrowhead dies down.

So, I’m sitting on the back bed of this pick up, next to my buddy. We’re having a great time drinking and being obnoxious. One of my buddy’s co-workers is sitting on the other side of my buddy and the three of us are chatting it up about the game when out of nowhere another one of the co-workers comes up and slams his fist into the guy’s face next to my buddy.

I was shocked! Pretty much didn’t know what to do as I was terribly surprised by this sudden blatant act of throwing a fist at someone. Well, the guy flies off the bed of the pick-up and starts punching this guy. Next thing you know- a big ole brawl ensues. Before long, the single fight breaks off into several pockets of fights- precisely like an old western.

People exiting Arrowhead are freaked out by this “riot” going on at the rear section of the parking lot. I didn’t know anyone but my buddy, and pretty much did nothing more than try to throw people off of him and the fight itself. Well, I see the guy who started this freaked out melee take off running through the parking lot- so like a dutiful buddy I go chasing after him while dodging moving cars like a beautiful, elusive run by Holmes. I end up tackling this guy from behind and turn him around on the pavement to face me. I’ve got my arm cocked and aimed right at his face and screaming at him that if he were to move, he will get it. Well shit, if the guy ain’t Hispanic and doesn’t speak fluent English. He’s apologizing in his broken English to me as I look up to see Arrowhead security racing across the parking lot in various vehicles, but mostly, they are nothing more than golf carts. They look like a bunch of angry, misplaced golfers.

One of them comes up to me as I tell the guy in my own drunken, slurred English, how this Hispanic dude is the one that started it all, and that I was merely hijacking him for the authorities. I let the dude up, and he then takes off running like a bandit again. Only this time he makes the mistake of looking back at Arrowhead security on golf carts and runs right smack into a side of a moving car. They captured him, and upon further review of the parking lot, I can now see the police are now arriving in vehicles.

After awhile, we were ALL taken into Arrowhead stadium to be questioned. I remember walking by Len Dawson and whomever that running back was that did the post game show in KC. We were all drunk and messed up and well, by now, pretty excited and agitated after participating in the parking lot riot. Half of the guys were screaming obscenities as they were walking past the broadcast- and Dawson and the ex-Chiefs RB were miffed!

After giving my report I walked out, and they were putting the Hispanic dude into a paddy wagon. He was screaming and pouncing like a caged gorilla- literally shaking the paddy wagon from the interior. My buddy and I walked back to the car and drove home.

The following week, I went to the game with my dad.

This one in particular has a gigantic arse and I was tempted to tell her that I would watch my mouth when she could watch her @ss without the aid of a widescreen tv.