I was just standing at my seat in the immediate aftermath of the winning TD. She pushed me and said "Move out of my way!" I apologized at first replying I did not know she was behind me, but she got in my face and said "Move!" I pointed to the aisle and told her "take the steps." By then, her old man, and I mean old, as in older than her, like older than me, confronted me, saying, "What did you say to her?" I replied "Use the aisle and don't be such terrible losers." Real wit with that reply, I know. Anyhow, he cowered and walked down the aisle. As they descended, I must admit, I loved it, and was thinking how much I needed one of those mythical urine-filled Gator balloons.