tincan424 wrote:I actually made it to the front, in front of Spider. I started off 2nd row in front of Shane. The pushing was incredible and I ended up on the floor a couple of times. Those boys were not just protecting girlfriends. I was one of those being protected and Ijust met them. I think Spider tried to address the pushing with a comment about everyone should play nice. I also talked to the Security Guy in front of me and he said that was a problem (pushing and fighting) at the HOB. He also stated that when Dropkinks play it is much worse. It was a great show although I think Friday was better music and behavior wise. I did get to McGreevy's and met Spider, James and Darryl. Had a picture taken with them and they signed my 2004 Red Sox world series shirt.
It wasn't an angry crowd, nor too aggressive. But it was a lot of wasted energy just pressing forward and pushing back. I didn't want to give up my spot, so I was fighting like an old lion, holding back all that young muscle. One time I grabbed the rail, but that is verboten. So later on I just stuck my index finger out on the rail. Shane saw it and had a chuckle. Or maybe that was dreaming...
Before all that, we ended up late at McGreevey's having taken a wrong turn on the way to my friend's house. We lost an hour. The plan was to eat at McGreevey's and pub crawl to the gig. Once we got in it was pretty obvious that we wouldn't be eating there. Never-the-less, my friend and I forged on to the end of the bar to find 3 Pogues. They were finishing dinner and not yet ready to meet and greet so we turned to leave only to realize we were now separated from the other three more famished members of our party. We didn't see them again until it was all over, back at the car.
So my friend and I ate across the street at a fish place and went to Bukowski's and then a sports bar under Fenway. We are BU alumns and he wanted to check the hockey score. That's when we met the young blond nurse and her sister the Doctor (optometrist). Yeah, we still have it.
We left the place, stopped our pub crawling and walked over to the HOB.