There we were, hammered, partying, fist pumping.
Ohhh -- halfway there. I'm hoping someone is capturing this on video, because Righetti is a lot more hammered and inspired than he was for recent iterations of this performance. Drops to do some
push-ups mid-routine. Pretty standard. Obviously must cater to
the bride. At some point, the song jumps up a key in a major climax, and leading up to this Righetti struts to the other side of the dance floor to clear room for a run, then knee-slide to the bride, and right on cue with the peak in the song,
whammo. The crowd goes absolutely bananas. There we are, livin' on a prayer. Otis and best man
embrace. The Mrs.
tosses the remnants of the shirt back at Righetti. And though he should probably be embarrassed, this guy looks pretty
pleased with himself once the song is over.
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear.