Actually I was a member of the Pride of the Southland band. I spent from 7:50am - 8:40am then 1:15pm - 3:05pm every Tuesday and Thursday plus 8:00am-9:00am on game Saturdays practicing for a 10 minute performance on the field. This doesnt take into account the time before being at the band room, parade to the stadium, then staying til the stadium was virtually empty playing music for those leaving.
All for 1 hour credit. And no scholarship.
What did you do to show your school spirit. What orange blood did you shed for your team?
I'll take a wild guess - you have an associates degree
We should have joined a marching band. That type of Paris Island type training would have sufficiently toughened us up enough to be "real fans."
Parris Island had nothing on the band waking me up at f#*@ing 8am on a Saturday practicing for some freaking parade or something.
That hangover/headache was the worst thing I've ever been through.
there I was, inverted in a Huey under NVGs, napalm everywhere, RPG rounds exploding all over the place, flares blacking out my night vision, but I pressed on, won the war and got my band ribbon.
there I was, inverted in a Huey under NVGs, napalm everywhere, RPG rounds exploding all over the place, flares blacking out my night vision, but I pressed on, won the war and got my band ribbon.
