07-18-2004, 01:35 AM
When i was 14 i went to the Warped Tour in Asbury Park with my cousin, we went into the crowd to see H20 and i ran into my brother who told me i better get out of the crowd or i was gonna be sorry.
Needless to say, i didn't get out of the crowd and i was sorry for it. When they came on for their set about 500 people collectively rushed the stage and i got slammed into a meta rail. The bottom of my ribcage and up was sort've hanging half over the rail while everyone kept shoving and i could feel that thing just fucking digging into my organs.
They weren't even nice to the fact, some asshole grabbed onto my shoulders to prop himself up while i was screaming for him to get the fuck off of me. There were only two ways to get out of the crowd too, dig my way through all the way to the back or try to navigate to the only break within the barriers to walk through a path between the stage and the crowd. I chose the latter.
All in all it sucked but i didn't lose my sneakers.
Needless to say, i didn't get out of the crowd and i was sorry for it. When they came on for their set about 500 people collectively rushed the stage and i got slammed into a meta rail. The bottom of my ribcage and up was sort've hanging half over the rail while everyone kept shoving and i could feel that thing just fucking digging into my organs.
They weren't even nice to the fact, some asshole grabbed onto my shoulders to prop himself up while i was screaming for him to get the fuck off of me. There were only two ways to get out of the crowd too, dig my way through all the way to the back or try to navigate to the only break within the barriers to walk through a path between the stage and the crowd. I chose the latter.
All in all it sucked but i didn't lose my sneakers.
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