So You Think You Can Dance Tour (2007)

When I was ten, my best friend got us third row tickets to the New Kids on the Block.

While I remember none of it, I do recall sheer elation and excitement.

Is it wrong that I felt something similar for the SYTYCD tour show?

If it is, then I couldn't be more opposite of right.

The thing is, I realized the biggest reason I enjoyed myself had just as much to do with the surroundings as the show itself.

I kept envisioning being trapped in a swarm of tween girls, suffocated by the smell of Bath and Body Works, whipped in the face with long, layered hair and crushed to death by jumping and dancing.

Instead, everyone stayed seated, there was no dancing, no obnoxious screaming (at least by me) and people were quiet during the performances, clapping only when necessary.

Shit, it was like being at the opera where people know how to behave! And I've never even been to the opera, I can only assume this is how it is!

OK, so then there was a part of me that just flat out wondered if I have lost any taste I may have had, or if my attention span is so short now, I could sit and watch clips of a television show for the second or third time in a stadium on a big screen and pay $50 for it.

OR...is watching other people dance to really fun, loud music a majorly good time for me?

It's probably both, but something about watching those kids on stage made me want to go back in time, when it was acceptable to have crushes on people like them, or at least want to be them.

Sure, I realized that if I even attempted one of their moves I'd end up with cramps or aches or experience some other physical harm.

Either way, it was pretty freakin' awesome.
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