well, there was my wife's broken foot, stemming from that fat fucking piece of shit SleazyDream pushing through several women bellowing "SPONSOR!" while in line for the Player's Ball (ok, it wasn't really a line, just a clusterfuck).
I, too, had a sponsor pass, but didn't have to run over any women to get through the line. I may have bumped a few people when the crowd got nuts, but managed to say "exxcuse me" and "sorry about that". This wasn't that case though, this was like a mad rush that comes with last call at the all you can eat buffet...
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