The row in front of you is so close that you literally have to spread your legs so that they are straddling the sides of the guy in front of you. He could literally use your thighs as arm rests. To walk out of the row during the game everyone has to stand up and you walk along the bench behind them. My wife refuses to go there any more. She goes into a bar in Berkeley with one daughter while I go into a game with another daughter.