Police radio call: “515, we have this old broad in custody claiming to be your wife who got on stage with Randy Travis.”
I’ve never been a concert groupie of any kind. I can’t tell you the last time I went to a concert singing and swaying with the crowd holding up my lighter. So when our yearly festival rolls around, I hideout in the beer garden as far away from the groupies as possible. Until Friday night when Randy Travis came to town.
A couple things worth noting; I’ve never been a country music fan until I met my husband. I know most of the city workers running the fest and could easily get back stage passes but I never do. I just hang out in the beer garden and listen from “200 yards” away.
Plus there is always this really cute bartender serving. Oh look, he has on a Sportsman Channel shirt.
Lucky for me, a few of my friends ended up with back stage passes so we all headed back stage.
You know when you hang out in the beer garden for a couple of hours prior to the arrival of your friends and you’ve already had a few beers and you’re feeling like you should have worn a Randy Travis groupie t-shirt, your cowboy boots, cowboy hat and you just know you can sing every one of his songs swaying with the crowd holding up your lighter thinking you want to run up on stage and throw Randy Travis your panties?
You know when you know those in charge back stage and you casually mention you need pictures of Randy Travis for your blog and they motion security to step away from the stairs and hold your beer so you can get up on stage?
You know when you get on stage right behind the band taking pictures like this …
And then you turn and wave to all the fans wishing you weren’t wearing granny panties?
You know when you run off stage and ask all your friends if they saw you on stage and they all say no?
You know when you get on stage and crawl around front like a camera person to get a picture Randy Travis …
Ok, so I didn’t crawl around and get this actual picture. My husband’s friend that rides our bike trail and steals our garden tomatoes squeezed himself in front to get this picture for me.
But I tell you next year, I will be prepared. Even if I can’t fit in the appropriate pair of flinging panties, I’ll go buy a pair.
Have a good day all! Always and Forever Amen!
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Are those panties “flesh but not my flesh” colored ones?
I didn’t see any pictures of actually pantie flinging, and I’m a little disappointed. I’m a Randy Travis fan, too. I bet he put on a great show.
Hey… that bartender looks familiar
I wonder how many pairs of granny panties Randy Travis has in his collection of flung panties?
You sound as tho you got a bit carried away with it? and so what? lifes for living and making a fool of yourself (occasionally)! I always know i’ve had a good night if i have to blush when i meet up with those misfortunites i go out with! x