Brooks fans line up at Sprint Center
You have got to check it out! Not only did I attend the Garth Brooks concert in 1997 (or was it 1998), but it was the same ordeal...selling wristbands to random people. If you want a ticket, you have to get a wristband and wait in-line to get one. It's a crazy thing to do, but Garth (or is it Chris Gains, now) is worth it....NOT! Well, I have to admit...I did it when I was in high school. I LOVED me some Garthy-poo. But now, I could care less. He is old, and just not my style anymore. Garth, you're still in my heart and in my diary from years ago (yep...there's a story there). So, Garth...this year, you'll have to Rock On without me!
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