Underwear Run

I was late for rehearsal. It very rarely happens, but on this particular day, I was late. As I ran into the school, I could hear the boys practicing...of course the day I was late, they started practice on time. I calmly walked into the auditorium to make it seem like I meant to be late and immediately turned and walked back out again. When I walked in, I beheld a sight that completely shocked me. The boys' pants were around their ankles. The stood there, playing their drums and marching in place in the boxers.

When they saw me and my reaction they immediately stopped playing and started laughing. I'm not sure if it was at my expense or if they were embarrassed, but they laughed and I had no idea what to do. The section leader turned to me and said casually, "You can join in if you like." I laughed and politely declined as the boys put quickly put their pants on and waited for me to get my drum.

Apparently the underwear run had been a long time tradition of the line. My presence obviously stopped that from happening and the boys decided to take advantage of my absence and continue the ritual. It was going to be a long time before I discovered all of the manly traditions of the drumline...