Breaking down the wall.
Inside the tent, the photographer attempts some artsy shots.
CSOs protecting their water pouch stash.
The shade exhibit on a beautiful day.
The bleacher crowd, planning their exit.
Ah yes, the water pouch graveyard.
Oh, they were asking for hugs. Ok then.
I'm not sure if they were asking for his autograph or money for an Uber home.
"Thoughtful?"
"Are you just naming people after their haircuts?"
"I don't think his name is Rooster."
Rooster (that's his name, right?) was more than happy to mingle with the crowd after the show.
"Can I get your picture? No, not you, the one behind you. Yeah, that's right."
#nofilter (honestly)
