Those two summers, I was a bleacher creature more than a few times, and I can testify that there was some of that there evil marijahoochie shit being indulged in up in that there upper deck. Some guy fired one up down the row from us, and one of Detroit's Finest came up and grabbed his baggie of 'stuff'. The cop held it up over his head and emptied it onto the cement and then danced on it to grind it into unusability, to the cheers and moans of the crowd. It was hilarious. He didn't arrest the guy, just took a bow after his dance was over and then walked away.
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