Haha, when I first started going to Pittodrie in the early '60s you actually could do that because, apart from what is now called the Main Stand, the ground was completely wide open, so if you were standing, say, in the beach end and the ref. gave a penalty at the Merkland Road End all us young kids (and we'd have been a large proportion of the "crowd") would make a beeline to the other end to either try to put off the penalty taker (because, obviously, 20 spotty teenagers (not me obviously, as my skin was crystal clear) would have worried a professional fitba player) or hopefully watch the ball nestle in the net.