Pillows were handed out to ticket holders by eager MY PILLOW staffers. At the end of the 2nd inning the feathers started flying, and folks were taking swings at the guy in the next seat, in front, behind -- people they'd never seen before.
Fun, fun, fun 'til daddy took my pillow away.
Cozy little meet, greet and chill areas gave impression of corporate entertainment venues. Nice mural art came from old stadium, if I remember. Pillows can be seen, everywhere. Folks took this deal very seriously.
The Blues Brothers entertained, and some guy hoping to be as cool as Steve Martin performed a rendition of "Funky Tut." Remember THAT?
All too soon the magic was over. Sun had set, lights come on, record set -- 6,400+ pillow fighters, plenty of feather combatants to make it into Guinness.
As my Friend and seat mate John said: "Seth, it's perfect. Saints games are always a hoot. This one this evening is a double-hoot."