Many moons ago at the old showground I remember a copper used to walk close the wall at the Henderson avenue corner, he used to poke and goad until he got a reaction, somebody always took up his offer and ended up arrested. Then one day instead of poking back, an arm came out and he was dragged over the wall into the stand !!. As to nowadays, I noticed on my last couple of visits that the stewarding seems to have changed the mood, simple tip , don’t bother, save twenty quid and leave them to it.
