In my day....they didn't have these fancy schmancy seat backs or cushions.....you just sat on a bunch of wooden boards.....and you might just get a rusty nail in your keister......yeah.....just shoutin down the damn referees needin a tetanus shot......so what.....we liked it! And if somebody was blocking your view.....we didn't politely ask them to sit down......you just took that board and whomped em upside the head.....then there sittin lookin like Frankenstein with a rusty nail in their head......and we liked it!
Good luck, Dry.....fingers crossed......and maybe you can get close enough to hear CMP yell, "Move!......Move!"