Here is an anecdote from the 1970s: A coworker told me back then that him and a buddy were walking to a Red Wings game at Olympia Stadium when a fella flashed a knife and demanded money. My coworker said his buddy pulled out a pistol and shot the guy in the leg. They then went onto the game, exactly what I would do. My coworker said after the game they noticed a blood trail in snow near the incident but didn't report it to the police, probably what I would have done as well. I asked who his buddy was but he wouldn't tell me, but said I knew him. I always suspected my coworker was the shooter, but it never bothered me.
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