The fans rise to their feet and hold their breath as the ball spirals into the end zone. It's tipped once, twice, three times! before landing in the outstretched hands of a fourth-string receiver lying on the turf. Touchdown.

Gates, fences, security...none can hold back the human stampede as the faithful rush the field before the players can even exit, tearing up sod to display in a trophy case or on their desk at work...they scale the golden goalposts and chant fight songs long into the night, finally part of the action. They’ve won. Pay HOMAGE.