Pearl Jam is a band that evolved from the grunge scene of Seattle, Washington in the late 1980's.

Monday, November 21, 2005

nothing could go wrong...

So I drove to the show and everything was picture perfect. We got there around 4:30 and set up shop. I got the grill out and set it up and got that baby fired up, next we pulled out the cooler and the old pig skin. We had parked right next to some of our friends from UD and so we had a large number of people so we could easily find our spot when we wandered around to look for other people and to check out the tailgating scene; you never know when you will see someone who has perfected the tailgate so well that you can observe and enhance your own tailgating skills, unfortunately this was neither the time nor the place to gain tailgating knowledge.

After the charcoal started to get white and we threw the football around for a while, listening to our favorite pearl jam songs on the radio, we decided that we needed to start cooking. Thankfully one of the kids that I brought with me was one of those guys who is always running the grill. Its always nice to have a guy like that who you are friends with, cause manning the grill really can be a pain at barbeques when you have people who want to eat at different times during the day. So Rich was in charge of cooking and when the first batch of dogs and burgers were cooked to perfection, i grabbed the buns out of the car...No actually i left the bag with the buns, ketchup and mustard sitting on my kitchen counter. How could i have possibly forgotten these essential items. Although it was a minor detail that would not ruin the day, the food would have been much better if we had buns. Not two minutes later, my friend dropped my sunglasses off of his head and shattered the lens; i was beginning to think that this day was going to be filled with flaws, so i reached in my pocket and made sure that i still had the tickets. Thank God i still had them so i just tried to put these bad things out of my head and just remembered that i was going to be in rocker heaven in less than an hour.

2 Comments:

Blogger Abby said...

Hey Matt... i finally am commenting on your blog! sorry it took so long. I do enjoy reading your posts though... even though I don't know that much about Pearl Jam I can really relate to your excitement about going to see your favorite band live. That is so awesome that your company just had Pearl Jam tickets that you could have - you are so lucky! Your experience reminds me of the first summer I saw Kenny Chesney. My friend's dad works for Cruzan Rum (who sponsers Kenny's tours) and so he got like 6 free front row tickets and backstage passes which he gave to us. I was so excited for months before the concert, and it ended up being everything I had hoped for.

I would love to know how the concert actually ended up being. Hopefully nothing else went wrong, besides the minor tailgaiting mishap. Let me know how it went sometime... and if you ever have any country music questions you know where to find me.

8:19 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Matt - I was at the show too. Maybe you saw me, I was the guy who was crawling into the show. Thanks to you I now know what the show was like. By the way I surf the web atleast 12 hours a day, and your blog is the best I have ever seen, except for the Sponge Bob Square Pants site.

7:27 PM

 

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