There's a story! As I mentioned in an earlier post, there was a bit of friction in the air with arsehole Pats fans giving it the Billy Big Baws as their team were (again) superior to the Jets. We were close to some particularly annoying Pats fans who just wouldn't show a bit of respect. I'm not suggesting it was going to kick off, but it was getting to be a pain in the neck. I had noticed that on the concourse near the entrance to our seats, was a customer service desk. I genuinely suffer from a foot problem which flares up and needs NHS insoles in my shoes, but I brass necked it towards the end of the first quarter and nipped up to the customer services and laid it on a bit thick about my foot problem, how we had come all the way from Scotland, and I said that getting up and down to let folk out for beers all the time was causing my foot to bother me. Lovely dears at the desk said my accent was amazing, and relocated us to a raised platform area with big padded seats and no-one bothering you to get by. We watched the rest of the game beside a bloke with a broken ankle, and a woman who had fallen and sprained an ankle outside the stadium...... result. Job done.... Me. Bad. Man. 😀
Edit: I don't want to give the wrong impression that the whole stadium had an ugly atmosphere or anything, but in our area we unfortunately had a big group of Pats fans who had partaken in a few shandies too many. If it had been over here, no doubt fists would have been flying. Anyway, all's well that ends well.... apart from the Jets having a perfectly fair looking TD being overturned by the zebras. If you look at the third Metlife photo taken during warm up, you can already see the amount of '12' and '87' Pats jerseys. The grey seats in that photo to our front and left were the ones that filled up with Pats dickheads. Every support has them I guess.