Perhaps you are unfortunately afflicted with a series of peanut-bladders in your row. I can't account for that.
I sit quite near the middle of a WSU row, and survive most games relatively unmolested from the trevails of those who must make constant exits back and forth to the concourse.
But...
Well as I grow older, I find my tolerance levels of other people have rapidly deteriorated.
YOU might be happy to play jack-in-the-box ten times a half during the game to accomodate people who can't handle 45 minutes without a beer (and then a piss). But I am not one of those people. It gets...
Anyone who has been along to a WSL live beamback at the Amex will know what an utter pain in the ARSE drinking in the seats is. Just a constant stream during the game of boozed-up GOONS who can't hold their drink going back and forth with wobbly plastic pint glasses, alongside just as many doing...