So, we had a football game yesterday, as usual. I don't think I've posted since the end of band camp. I though of an interesting topic for my senior speech,"Lessons I've Learned in Marching Band." I'd have some funnier ones along with some more sentimental ones.
1) I've learned how to follow the bare basics of football. If anything unusual happens, I don't know what's going on.
2) How to fix my piccolo.
3) How to put others before myself. The pit always needs help transporting around instruments because the instruments are so big, so I've helped them this season.
Okay, so the freshman this year seem to be doing decently. They seem to know what's going on. During the run on Thursday night, we had a nearly perfect final line. Of course, no line is truly perfect, but it was great. I think that the freshman need more help with general marching technique than the show. I sometimes see poor shoulders or backwards marching.
The student section of the other team was obnoxious yesterday. During our half time performance, they blew stupid plastic instruments. Our band director said that he was happier with that performance than championships of his best show. We really listens to each other.
One thing drilled in our head this year is to look to the press box as we perform. I find that I naturally look kind of at the ground. I kept reminding myself to look up.
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