When my son was 6 years old I took him to a Penguins game. We were sitting 3 rows back from the ice. At some point during the game my kid grabs his head and starts crying. Turns out some prick of a drunk who sitting in the upper level fan took a unopened can of beer and tried to chuck it onto the ice. His limp ass arm obviously didn't get the can of beer far enough and it smashed my kid in the head instead. Myself and 4 other guys sprinted to the upper level followed by security but the guy was gone. We did find his bag of beer though. My son was ok and thats all that really matters....