Keeping the Medics Busy

So I heard that people were jumping (not lowering themselves, but jumping) out of the balcony at Roy Wilkins during a recent Slayer Concert. My coworker's nephew reported that a girl standing next to him near the front was in tears for the whole show. He assumed she was overraught with emotion, but it turns out she had fractured her leg.

For the record, I would not break my leg for Dick Valentine. I danced with a foot cramp once, but a leg fracture is another matter. I guess it's a good thing I don't like Slayer.