Gentleman, I can not force you to believe what I say is true. I can beg and I can plead and I can sob at your feet, but you may say NAY, I SHAN’T BELIEVE YOU. I can only present you the facts to you that I know to be true, and let you come to your own conclusion. I can only hope that you will see the truth.

Thusly, I present my facts: a man, at a baseball game, in the front row, falling asleep, and the hundreds of fans around him more interested in his nap than the game. I rest my case.