Thx for the great effort behind your fun review. I was there as well and thought I'd chime in with a few additional thoughts of my own.

First, let me say that Faulty Plan was an appropriate opener given that:
a) it was the tour's 3/4 mark
b) it was the last night of a fat 3 night stand
c) and this particular 3 night stand happened to be in the hometown of the soon-to-be-crowned World Series champs

In other words, "got a blank space where my mind should be," indeed!

Second, it was an unforgettable to be in the BGCA as those cell-phone clutching Giants diehards let out their first collective hoots and hollers. Therafter, it was like an audio version of seeing "the wave" at a ballgame because in a matter of seconds, the rest of the crowd steadily picked up on what had obviously just transpired and the energy surged and rippled around the arena until the band then figured it out, too. It was extremely cool that "the moment" arrived just as the band entered into the Moma chorus (literally) which was a 'stars aligned' moment unto itself. Also noteworthy was that once they ended the We Are the Champions snippet, they seamlessly dropped back into Moma but did so by starting up the song's intro rather than usual post-chorus sustained chords/vamping. They also dropped the entire "frothy cap" verse and instead cut to the chase by heading straight into "up the rigging."

Incidentally, Trey also snuck in a coy little Champions lick into his Yarmouth solo.

I would have liked to have heard Devotion to a Dream way more than The Line as I am not big on The Line to begin with and DTAD would have been another nice (and admittedly on the nose) tip of the cap to the Giants. I did enjoy Trey outing Page as a Mets fan, though, the poor guy.

re: Melt. I thought was a total mind bender and felt more than sufficiently scrambled.

URGENT: Phanners should seek out this version of Heavy Things because not only was Page's magnificent solo awash in buoyant sweet sunshine but you'll also take notice of when Trey motioned for Mike and Fish to drop out towards the backend of the solo which resulted in Trey comping Page in a groovy little duet.

The encore said a lot about the band's spirits. The rare Contact with the cheeky "All About That Bass" reference followed by Meatstick made it crystal clear that the band was having hella fun and feeling loose and playful. Great vibes all around, followed by the man Mulcahey who arrived just in time to stamp a fist-pumping punctuation mark onto the evening.