I've never seen Cheap Trick, but my understanding is that they put on a pretty good show. I'd be bummed if I'd been planning on seeing GNR and got them, though.
My very first concert was Styx: The Grand Illusion when I was still in junior high. I went with my buddy Chris. Neither of us had any non-tobacco, but I grabbed a pack of matches and stuck it in my shirt pocket, just in case. My thinking was that someone there might have something, but no lighter or matches, but I'd be there with matches, and he'd gratefully offer me a hit. Yeah, a long shot, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
At the concert, that is exactly what happened. After the opening band, I went to use the bathroom, and this was back when smoking indoors was still legal, so on the way back, the entire lobby was completely full of smoke. Mostly tobacco, but not all by any means. This guy comes up to me with a non-tobacco cigarette and asks me if I have a light. I pull out the matches and light him up. He hit, then gestured to me. We ended up sharing it. I thanked him, then went back inside, blazed out of my mind.
Fast forward a few years. We're in high school now and have driver's licenses and all that. Chris calls me up and says he won tickets to see Foreigner, but doesn't have any way to get there. If I can drive, I get the other ticket. It was a deal.
The radio station had three pairs of tickets, and Chris was first of the winners to get there and took the middle two because that put us right in the center. We get there and find our seats; I'm on the left, he's on the right, and I hear him saying "Hi! How are you doing?" to the people on the other side of him. It's our junior high band teacher and her husband. We chatted a bit, but once the house lights came down, I was kinda cut off from them, which was fine with me, because the two guys to my left came in reeking of non-tobacco and once Foreigner started, they were blazing up. After a few back-and-forths, the guy to my left tapped my arm and gestured, and I accepted. I then motioned to ask whether or not I could pass it over to Chris, and he nodded, but Chris waved me off because he's sitting next to our junior high band teacher. Oh well. I passed it back. The three of us got completely blown away, or at least I did. Got lost just trying to get out of the parking lot on the way out.
Poor Chris. Twice, I was in the right place at the right time, and he was not.