Saturday had to be one of the coolest nights of my life. My girlfriend and I went to go see Billy Joel as an early birthday present, and I’m not sure there could have been a better than Lambeau Field. I know people talk about Madison Square Garden as being the be-all-end-all of arenas, but those people haven’t seen a show at what Billy called ‘the holy grail of football’ – a statement which he’s not wrong about.
I was super worried about rain all week long. I thought it had a gigantic chance of ruining the night, but for some reason, it held off. It had to be because that I lugged a rain jacket around with me all day long that Mother Nature decided I wouldn’t need it. Decent trade off, if you ask me.
What struck my most about the performance was how relatable and intimate Billy Joel seemed. Chatting about the Packers, dropping a couple of curse words, and swatting flies on the stage quickly endeared Joel to the crowd, as if they weren’t going to love him anyways.
And then there was the music. My favorite performances were probably Vienna, Piano Man, We Didn’t Start the Fire and You May Be Right, but the entire 2.5 hour show was pretty epic. It featured a roadie singing Highway to Hell, an opera performance leading into Scenes From An Italian Restaurant, and a tribute to Sgt. Pepper with A Day in The Life.
It was engaging, vibrant, heart-pounding and quite possibly the best time I’ve had at Lambeau Field.