August 18, 2009-- American Idols
TDBank Garden, Boston, MA
The day had finally come for me to meet my husband, Danny Gokey. Or so I thought.
It was the hottest day of the Summer in Boston. Allie and I were well equipped with battery powered fans, sunglasses, sunscreen and of course, our cameras. We got to the Garden early, knowing that the Idols came out to greet fans and take pictures. There were a bunch of crazed fans waiting there already, including 60-year old Glambert cougars, a diehard Megan fan, and some people that actually knew who Michael Sarver was. We made friends with the first girls in line so we could cut them, and flirted with the young security guard in order to be closer to the gate entrance. If all had gone according to plan, we would have met all of the Idols first, and scored the most time with them.
Then the tragic news came. Through a tweet. From that damn Michael Sarver.
"We are so sorry but the venue security won't let us come out there and meet the fans. We don't want you guys waiting out there for nothing."
ARE YOU KIDDING ME. The ONE city that they don't come out and meet the fans happens to be Boston?!?!?! No. Friking. Way.
We walked away depressed, let-down, and with near heat-strokes. We decided to treat ourselves to a yummy lunch and enjoyed our time in Boston until the show.
The actual concert was AWESOME. Matt Giraurd completely impressed me. Allison rocked it, and I had a mild heart-attack when Danny came out. Of course Adam Lambert stole the show, with all his glitter and fabulous body-rolls. Allie was left saying "WHAT JUST HAPPENED?"
Kris Allen who?






