We usually park in the neighborhood east of the stadium and walk through a path that winds through people’s back yards to get to the stadium.
As my brother is heading to the stadium, he hears a guy up ahead screaming angrily something to the affect of “what are you doing in my yard, get out of here.” As he gets closer, he sees the guy, who apologizes to him for yelling and then explains that he had walked outside his door and caught a fan dressed in red squatting down and pooping in his yard, who then took off when the guy came outside.