He was standing on the bleacher. I touched the hood of his hoodie, and told him to feel free to stand up, but please don't stand on the bleacher. He told me not to touch his clothes and acted like he wanted to start a fight. Being twice his age, I stood my ground, and he got off the bleacher. :-)
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I was there too! One of my co-workers went out of town and let me use his season tickets.