I am trying to be very stringent on my rankings but this was such a time and place thing for me. I was having the time of my life. I remember that I was on the mud lawn this night and a guy I didn't know came up to me and said he had a pavilion ticket and wasn't going back to his seat. So we swapped. He stayed out and played in the rain and I went to get a closer look. Well, as I was trying to get down a bouncer guy saw that I was muddy from my knees down and asked where did I get my ticket. I told him it was mine and that I had been out checking the lawn, which was true. He said no and he was kicking me out of the show. I couldn't believe it. I wasn't even stubbing down. Well he grabbed my arm and we started walking up. When we got to the top where the railing seperated the pavilion to the lawn I darted, jumped the rail, and melded into the colored sea. The heads were great because they closed in behind me and kept the guy from catching me. Well I was so mad at the guy that about thirty minutes later I saw him and I reached down and scooped up a huge handfull of mud and I plastered him right in the chest with that mess. The things we used to do when we were younger. If you were there and you saw that incident, it was me. I will tell you that to this day I feel like the guy got what he deserved. We had a great time and of course the show was great.

Dougles