Livin' In The Middle Of The Pit
Here's how a family of four ends up playing their small part in holding Bruce Springsteen up as he body surfs through the crowd at the Verizon Center...
A few weeks back, when tickets went on sale for the concert, I ended up getting into the Ticketmaster system right away. (Even with diligent advance planning, this happy result doesn't always occur...) This all happened so fast that the transaction was actually completed by like 10:02 am.
Being one of the first buyers, I scored four tickets for the floor of the arena, which is entirely general admission. (Read...No seats.) This is great for our crew, as we all like to stand and dance the night away.
On top of that, holding floor tickets opens up the possibility that we can be really, really close to the action. The first 450 people let onto the floor gain entry into a small section right in front of the stage, the so-called "pit."
Entry into the pit is determined by a lottery drawing. Anyone who shows up at the arena by 4 pm gets a numbered wrist band. A number is drawn, and the person holding that number is first in line. Everyone else lines up sequentially behind the lottery winner.
As for us, it was a close call. Number 116 was drawn, meaning that anyone between 116 and 565 got their ticket punched to the pit. Our numbers were in the 540s...Phew!
Of course, once we got into the pit, we were closer to the back than the front, but that ended up paying huge dividends. During "Hungry Heart," Bruce came down off the stage and circled the pit, ending up on a small riser at the back center, between the pit and the rest of the floor. Seeing Bruce moving that way, the four of us quickly moved toward the very back, and were right there while the performance of the song continued.
At one point, he looked down on the group of us standing there below him in the pit, and asked something like..."You guys ready for this? Can you take it?" The next thing you know, Bruce is falling backward into the crowd. Hey, who's going to let Bruce Springsteen fall to the ground!? We all played our parts, whether it was an elbow, a leg, or a boot.
The crowd surfed Bruce back to the stage, and the four of us took advantage of the chaos to beeline for a closer vantage point. Let's just say that Z was not far off when he predicted we would reach the stage by the end of the show.
As for the concert itself, it, of course, was stunning as usual. The "Born to Run" album was played in its entirety from start to finish. Those 45 minutes by themselves were worth the price of admission. But there were other highlights as well...
The two-pack of "Stand on It" and "Seven Nights to Rock" had the four of us acting like lunatics.
The concert ended with a fun rendition of "Higher and Higher." (Remember that one?..."You're love is lifting me higher, than I've ever been lifted before.")
I could, of course, go on...and on...Here's the set list instead...
Prove It All Night
Working on a Dream
Tenth Avenue Freeze-out
Born to Run
She's the One
Meeting Across the River
Waitin' on a Sunny Day
Stand on It
Seven Nights to Rock
Dancing in the Dark
Higher and Higher
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