Howdy dude
Look, as much as it might pain ya, you can't bring firearms, automatic assault rifles, rocket propelled grenades and 15" hunting knives in the ground. There's no Second Amendment in this fine nation y'see, so if there's a bit of afters with the opposition fans, its usually gangs of coked up late teens jumping at each other in sporadic, patrhetic, slappy scraps in a car park rather than bursts of automatic fire, kevlar vests and night scopes (for your own protection) with kids and non-protagonists getting caught in the crossfire just enjoying an afternoon out at Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane.
Also, it's doubtful we will turn the game into 'quarters' do the watching public can be pumped with merchandise opportunities. Our attention spans are still quite keen on sport and we can wait longer than 22 and a half minutes for a piss.
Finally however, some of your sport has pretty, fit cheerleaders usually on camera doing impressive, vaguely erotic gymnastics posted up on the noticeboard. Whilst this doesn't dust my crops much, it may prove popular with certain sections of the crowd, especially if you transpose said merchandising opportunities onto the garments covering certain parts of the cheerleaders anatomies usually considered if exposed as off-limits. Special offers in the Blades shop in the camel-toe environment might be a prompter, and big adverts for the next match across the chesty-dumplings could be a winner.
pommpey