Well, this must be a first for a Yes concert, at least for me. About halfway into the third song, the audience began sitting down. As I took my seat, something to my right caught my eye. I turned in time to see a large cat, yes, cat, you know, feline, claws, etc... sitting in the lap of a very surprised Yes fan from Columbus named John. Before either of us had time to react, the cat decided he wanted out of there and shot straight up into the air, landing on the people in the row behind us and leaving long, bloody scratches with each bounce. He made his way down the entire row, managing to land on only people, and leaving his mark on each one. How he got into the venue is anyone's guess, but he was clearly not a fan and made a hasty exit.
The best part was the look on the faces of the entire row of peple behind me. As Steve was ripping into one of his most famous solos, this cat was ripping into his fans. I don't know if Chris and Benoit saw what happened, but both of them were looking in our direction, probably trying to figure out what we were reacting to. The guy behind me, a large man with big forearms, was proudly displaying his bloody souvenir. I told him he should find Chris after the show to have him sign his arm, as it was probably a first!
