I was once sat right next to Boros dugout in a cup game, right on the first row, I think against Watford in about 2000, ball bounced over the hoardings and I just swung at it with my foot, without my bum even leaving the seat.
That’s the one and only time for me, just remember thinking as a 13/14 years old how effing hard the ball was, like kicking a rock