The hot, steamy weather did not stop me from having what I thought would be an exhilarating night. I could not wait for the blinding lights, screaming fans, and fatty food. This was the night I looked forward to all summer. Nothing could ruin my night, but I had thought to soon. I did not anticipate many mishaps to wreck the long awaited Eric Church concert. As I arrived at the concert, my heart was pounding vigorously; some might have thought I was having palpitations. My mom and I walked the concrete strip leading us to the huge stage back grounded by the Intracoastal Canal in Alabama. We had memorable spots in the pit where we were about thirty feet from the stage. My excitement diminished a little when I saw the boisterous crowd of people.
