It's marching in the rain
It's winning after marching in the rain
It is cheering for a band who isn't yours becuase thier majorettes beat another band's majorettes who hadn't lost for 26 years
It's seeing the look on the other majorette's faces
It's being told by bands that you should have won
It's falling and blaming it on the pot holes
It's having more trophies than the rest of the school combined
It's getting rid of old trohpies each year from 5 years back
It's coming back after you graduate to grab the trophies from your freshman, Sophmore, Junior, AND Senior year.
It's dating someone from your rival band
It's dating someone from your rival section
It's dating someone from both
It's singing your show tunes instead of the lastest pop sensation
Two word: PLUME SEX!
It's Love
It's Life
It's 3 A.M. bu rides home on Friday AND Saturday
It's feeling the thrill of 4,000 fans, for 9 minutes, putting thier attention on you and only you.
It's spending more money buying junk food at competitions than shopping.
It's playing JAmes Bond in the halls before leaving for a competition.
It's shoving people in band lockers and making tuba cases block the entrance.
It's watching West Side Story becuase one of the songs you played for marching season is in it.
It's remembering your spot to every show you've ever done.
It's going outside during History class so that you and three of your friends can march the whole show while shouting the music at the top of your lungs.
It's the stnads filling up right before halftime then emptying right after.
It's friendships built, but never destroyed.
It's Super Seniors.
It's being able to play the flute, oboe, and bassoon.
It's fighting for solos like two fat kids fight for cake.
It's band block
It's the thrill of hearing "Band Ten Hut"
It's screaming back "HT!"
It's singing ESPN after winning a competition and jumping up and down to it.
It's not being able to point at the school's Alma Mater while playing it unless you are a senior.
It's playing Amazing Grace after every football game.
It's swaying while playing Amazing Grace.
It's knowing the dances to all the songs BEFORE you get into highschool.
It's knowing that half time is game time.
It's knowing that the colorgaurd would be nothing without us.
It's putting your heart and soul into the music.
It's not quitting even though your band director is a jerk-off.
IT's hiding your water bottles in a tree because the football players in the field next to you keep drinking your water.
It's knowing music camp is optional but marching camp isn't.
It's making the Freshman roll across the field after doing something wrong.
It's making everyone else run laps around the field.
It's 300 people doing sqautts in the middle of practice because you can't get a set right.
It's knowing that when a band director says "LEt's do it one more time" he actually means 5.
It's knowing how and why you ae going to kill Dr. Beat.
It's the Seniors attmepting to everytime and noone succeeding.
It's horn pops.
It's scatter drills.
It's getting a dance routine for the whole band put into the drill and getting to head bang.
It's air humps.
IT's themed shows...
AND ALL THAT JAZZ!