RFK field R.I.P. - B

During the first set this guy came up to me and asked if I wanted to trade my reserved seat for a field ticket. I was like fu*k yea I'll trade not having any clue about the imcoming storm. My shoes got so filled with mud during the second set that I took them off and put them under one of the chain link fences surrounding the field speakers. I sort of forgot about them in my tripping daze and when I went back after the show of course they were gone. Fortunatly the rider that we picked up in Pittsburgh had an xtra pair of pink flip-flops lol. I didnt really care about the color but what a god send they were. Needless to say we took him through the rest of the tour. Good times. )