From page one

Statement before the tour that the show would succeed on nostalgia.

“A lot of people have discovered this music for the first time,” he said.

Back in Louisville, the Sachses’ mother is convinced that her sons “have gone off the deep end,” Adam Sachs said.

Over by the first base line, a pair of certified public accountants from Minot, N.D., sipped beers and retold their four-hour plane ride.

“The Who means rock ’n’ roll — I grew up on it,” said John Munjeon, 29, who missed the band on their “Farewell Tour,” in 1982.

His fellow accountant, John Steward, 33, offered his rationale for the

journey: “You don’t get too old to play; you get old from not playing.”

Opposite them, on the third base line, Eddie Jones, 46, of Manhattan, Kan., introduced his daughter, Aisha, 15, to the band’s music.

“The Who tried to tell the truth about their lives, their youth,” Jones said. “So, I think it’s a good concert for my daughter” to attend.

As the band worked its way through a repertoire spanning nearly two decades, the crowd in front remained standing, as the atmosphere toward the rear took on a festive atmosphere.

Many fans abandoned efforts to see the band or its image on large screen displays. Instead they danced, ate foods sold from chafing dishes or sat back and watched the light show.

“It’s euphoric,” said Lisa Hammel, an engineer here from Detroit.

“I’ve always wanted to see them. Now here I am.”