Everything was going well, I was very confident that Mike Skinner the main rapper/vocalist knew what he was doing, he explained the plan to the fans when he kicked me into them, they were to jump up and down, dance and I would surf majestically across them. Mike is a master of his craft he faked kicking me several times, and the crowd went wild, I was excited! The set lasted two hours and I was wondering when I would be able to go surfing, then right at the end Mike finally kicked me, it was here, my time to shine, I felt the force of his shoe propel me through the air, but I am a beach ball by design and made very light and so a gust of wind took hold of me and I fell unceremoniously into the safety pit at the front of the stage. To this day, I don't know if the band intended to leave me there, or if they just forgot about me in all the adrenalin-fueled excitement, but there I was left in the cold as the crowds drifted away.