so rock star friend melissa scored us some free tickets to the kenny chesney/brooks & dunn/leann rimes/gary allen/luke bryan/every other country star concert in cola last weekend. despite the nausea i got from the red and black everywhere, the only time i would set foot in williams brice (other then when clemson is killing carolina) would be a free concert.
now, country concerts are always an experience....but when you have a concert that is from 4pm until, and people start drinking when the sun comes up it always makes a memorable event.
despite the long walks to and from the car (we got up to the entrance where melissa got informed her camera was 'too big.' i had three strikes against me by trying to bring in a camera, an umbrella and an "oversized bag." (of course the bag was big! it had to fit my giant forbidden camera!). so we ditched everything except some cash and our sunglasses and tried again.
when we finally got inside to our seats, the show only got better as the night went on. and by show, i am not referring about the country singers but the drunk people sitting around us.
case in point:
2 rows down, drunken girl passes out and has to be carried out by the paramedics. i mean, she is GONE by 5:30pm. drunk lady next to me starts taking pictures and tells me, "i am going to put this in my scrapbook" in the most obnoxious drunk country accent possible. her friend leans over to me and says, "if she was my friend and she wasn't dead, i would kill her! those tickets were $90! ....but she might be dead already." i look at melissa, trying not to laugh because i am afraid that if i do they might try to kill ME and then i would be the next one taken out on a stretcher.
hours later, kenny chesney finally comes on, only to have his foot crushed by the rising platform he was supposed to enter on. half the stadium didn't know what happened because of the 10 coronas they each had consumed in the past few hours. he proceeded to hobble around for the rest of the night, taking breaks periodically to hide behind his guitarists keeled over in pain. despite a broken foot, he put on a pretty good show. leave it to the gamecocks to cripple a country star. maybe next time he'll play in death valley instead.
and then i found five dollars.
no, really i did.
now, country concerts are always an experience....but when you have a concert that is from 4pm until, and people start drinking when the sun comes up it always makes a memorable event.
despite the long walks to and from the car (we got up to the entrance where melissa got informed her camera was 'too big.' i had three strikes against me by trying to bring in a camera, an umbrella and an "oversized bag." (of course the bag was big! it had to fit my giant forbidden camera!). so we ditched everything except some cash and our sunglasses and tried again.
when we finally got inside to our seats, the show only got better as the night went on. and by show, i am not referring about the country singers but the drunk people sitting around us.
case in point:
2 rows down, drunken girl passes out and has to be carried out by the paramedics. i mean, she is GONE by 5:30pm. drunk lady next to me starts taking pictures and tells me, "i am going to put this in my scrapbook" in the most obnoxious drunk country accent possible. her friend leans over to me and says, "if she was my friend and she wasn't dead, i would kill her! those tickets were $90! ....but she might be dead already." i look at melissa, trying not to laugh because i am afraid that if i do they might try to kill ME and then i would be the next one taken out on a stretcher.
hours later, kenny chesney finally comes on, only to have his foot crushed by the rising platform he was supposed to enter on. half the stadium didn't know what happened because of the 10 coronas they each had consumed in the past few hours. he proceeded to hobble around for the rest of the night, taking breaks periodically to hide behind his guitarists keeled over in pain. despite a broken foot, he put on a pretty good show. leave it to the gamecocks to cripple a country star. maybe next time he'll play in death valley instead.
and then i found five dollars.
no, really i did.
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