I was at a concert with my wife, and this obnoxious guy starts to jump on us, his way of dancing I guess. I told him to back off and he just said he had the rights to dance.

The concert with Depeche Mode was the best concert I have ever been on, and I did not really care for the band one way or another before the concert, sure they had their songs that were great. But let me tell you this concert blew my mind. They were so awesome, and the singer Dave Gahan had everyone hypnotised, Martin Gore was awesome, jumping from guitars to keyboards. The huge video wall behind was spectacular. The sound well …. you get my drift. It was fantastic.

So I tried to move away and this Italian guy next to me kept pushing me back. I was about to block him, I did not want that. So I tried to push that big doofus away, not only was he banging on me, but he hit my wife. So I got quite angry, but did I want to get into a fight, well, no. Even though I could take down that guy, he might have friends. I looked at the Italians that were there, they looked tough, so I did a switcharoo, I managed to get to the other side of the doofus, and kind of pushed him into the Italians and he was taken care of. They screamed at him, pushed him down and made very threatening gestures, even though they spoke Italian, that moron understood fully and disappeared completely. I so wanted to thank these guys but I did not want it to appear that I had sent that moron over to them, so I just looked puzzled at the racket that happened, and smiled to them, they laughed back. And we enjoyed the concert to the fullest. Oh man, I wish I had the Italian dudes attitude, it was awesome, he was way shorter than me, but he had that thing about him that even much larger guys would never dare to touch him. These guys turned out though to be very nice, they saw we liked the concert and we started talking a little. Very nice guys. Impressive guys.