I went to a Georgia Force game and it was one of the best experiences I've had at a sporting event.
The tickets were given to me, and were outstanding tickets. My son (about age 4 at the time I think) and I were at midfield in the first row after the box seats. A bit before halftime IIRC, the QB throws a quick out to the far side receiver but overthrows him by a bunch. The ball heads straight toward my son. Fortunately the usher tipped the ball and it landed next to my son. In the AFL, spectators get to keep the ball, so I make a half-hearted attempt to retrieve it, but there was a mad scramble and the guy behind us ended up with it. I look up, and my son is crying and I can't figure out why. The lady behind me says, "didn't you see what happened? The guy 4 rows up dove for the ball and hit him in the back of the head. The cops hauled that guy off."
Suddenly we look up at the scoreboard and the camera has focused on my son (valiantly hiding his tears at this point). A guy literally rappels out of the ceiling to come over and see if everything was okay (literally!). The owner of the team at the time (who also owned Aaron's Rent-To-Own) comes over to make sure he's okay, several surrounding patrons bought him candy and cokes, and several cheerleaders come over and fawn all over him and invite him onto the field after the game. We got pictures of him with the cheer squad, several players, etc. Oh, and the guy gave him the ball after all.
I haven't been since Arthur Blank bought the team and moved it to the GA Dome.