It was the first game of the season. Knowing that the show would be rocky, as it always is the first time, we decided to try to blow away the crowd with our impressive stand music. The stands were the place where we could have fun and not have the complete discipline, concentration, and precision that was required on the field. The drum major yelled out "Hey Song!!" and the band cheered, picked up their instruments, and stood up. The section leader looked over at the bass line and said, "You know what to do boys!...and girl!" The bassline cheered as I tried to figure out what he meant. I knew the music, but what else was there to do? The drum major counted us off and the bassline started the song. As they played the notes, the boys jumped up and down, laughing and banging away. I soon caught on and did the same. It was fun and gave me extra energy for the song. "Ready...switch!" the bass drummer said next to me as the snares came in with their part. Me and him switched drums and continued jumping and playing. It was so much fun...but where was the rest of the band with the melody to the song. I was starting to get tired!
The drum major finally counted off the band after what seemed like an eternity, as we continued the endless beat and jumping. I was running out of breath and could barely jump anymore. One of the boys, beginning to lose control of his jumping, almost fell off of the stands. Finally, the song was over...the rest of the drumline cheered with glee as the bassline slumped in their seats. We all had smiles on our faces...and stitches in our sides, and no air in our lungs! Well, I thought to myself, at least my legs will be toned!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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