Leaving a Sporting Event Early: WTF?

We, the staff of Apartment 404, have never understood the mentality of all those fans who rush home early from a Pirates, Sea Dogs, Red Sox, etc game. Just what exactly is going on at home that is so fantastically stimulating that these people have to race back to it? What is going on elsewhere that is so awesome that you have to hit the exits of a game you paid for, travelled to, and sat through two thirds of?

People pay good money to bring family, friends, or coworkers to a game, then, as soon as the home team is ahead or behind by a bunch they bolt. Just what is so fucking great about their home life that they can't stand to be away from it for another half hour or so while the game ends? This baffles us.

And don't give us any "beat the traffic" bullcrap: this is Maine, man!

The players and coaches don't leave early, no matter how lopsided the score. The vendors, ushers, and other employees can't hit the exits when they feel like their team might be out of it.

Here in Apartment 404, Rudy the cat's always fed and happy, the place is relatively clean and orderly, our stove is not gas so it won't explode. Really, there's no reason for the members of the Apartment 404 family to be in a rush to get back here.

Staying for the entirety of a ball game is a sign of respect to the participants. How would you feel if you were out on the court/field/ice and saw the crowd filter out in the latter stages of a game?

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Or just maybe life here in The 'Pent is really mind blowingly dull. That's probably it.