Hell, I thought the entrance to the visitors locker room at Clintwood was a urinal...lol. You NEVER went through that door to the field without a helmet on....there was more drinks, nachos, candybars...and prolly piss and who knows what else that rained down on ya coming out that door. That being said, you knew where those folks' allegiance was.....I loved playing up there tho...close second to playing at Riggs.