I don't know what this guy had in mind when he dropped a dollar bill (it's only a dollar, right?) into the seats below him at Fenway Park, but what he got was just about the calmest, friendliest outcome possible:
Smiles, no physical conflict, and a little girl ending up with the prize. If our bill-dropper was looking for some avaricious wrestling, he missed.
And this time, as far as we can tell, there was no advertisement involved. Just regular old dollar-dropping.