I went to the Rush concert in Houston a few months back with my brother in law and his brother in law. It was raining as we all walked to the stadium, donning our ponchos. One guy accidentally bumped into the guy in front of me, making him spill his cup of beer. We all stopped to avoid a collision, and there was a brief tense moment, as the beer guy looked up in shock and anger, half his beer sloshed out of his cup, glaring a bit at the clumsy guy. I decided to try a sleek geek maneuve, and interjected, “…hey, it’s okay, we’re all Rush fans, man.” The tension broken, we all resumed our march to nirvana.
