Unlike the others, I never begged for a water break, not even in the sweltering heat of early August. I brewed up my own mentality about band practices –if I did not march performances, then the practices were my performances. It was during those makeshift performances on the practice field, when it had finally struck me: I have never cared about any activity so much before marching band. Therefore, I was overjoyed every Friday night because I was playing with the band in the stands. But every Friday night, halftime always ripped a fresh hole in my heart because I was never out on the field playing a part in making the crowd
Everyone in the bands had to dress in nice clothes, concert black, or their marching band uniforms; Troy decided to wear our marching band uniforms, which have not come out of their bags since our last performance in November. Obviously, every person’s uniform smelled like sweat and dirt due to our uniforms not being able to get cleaned until the end of the school year. As the concert was about to begin, the auditorium felt like a Taylor Swift concert with the amount of people in there. The Honorable Mention band performed first; everyone from Troy that was in the All-District sat together as we watched our friends perform. The director of the Honorable Mention band talked in between each song, like I know our director would as well.
My scores at practice were on the rise, so I was excited to shoot at the tournament at the end of the week. It was the night before the tournament and I was shooting really good compared to what I had been shooting. Moe was at practice that same night to see how I was doing with the new techniques. He said that I should be ready for for the tournament. So we got to the tournament and it was an hour before we had to shoot.
One can always tell that we won’t be beat You know without music one will never be complete Friday night lights go well with the band As we finish up, the audience claps, and then stands. Our marching band shoes, usually refined, Come off the field looking not shined. Game is over, we’ve pulled our stunts The football team has won (for once). Show is over, there’s no more to give, The past six months are the most we’ve lived. Bonded forever through impossible feats.
Until the fifth grade, my experience with marching bands was limited to… well, I didn’t have any experience with marching bands. Then, once I got into middle school, I went to that football game that all the fifth graders go to. I forget what they do there (and to be honest I’m not sure if they even still do it) and why, but I remember one thing very clearly: watching the marching band. They started playing their first song, and I was instantly glued where I stood, or rather, hung. I climbed on the fence to get a better view.
After my mom forced me to get my Eagle (the highest rank in scouting) I thought I was ready to retire the sash, but my mom had one more trick up her sleeve… I learned I was going to philmont about a month before school ended. For those who don't know, philmont is a “high adventure” boy scout camp, and when you go there you put all of your belongings on your back and hike a route that your crew created, occasionally stopping at various outposts. At first I was very reluctant to go, but then after talking to my friends and discussing how fun it could be I decided what the heck. Me and my 6 man crew, 10 if you count the parents, planned our hike and then went
However, one of the band’s most feared experiences is marching camp. In brief, it’s a miserable week of sopping, breathless, and exhausted teenagers trying to learn as much as their halftime show as possible, before the first football game. In contrast, one of the best involvements someone would have with their band is finally getting to compete. There’s such a thrill when performing in front of a huge crowd complete with nothing but music enthusiasts. For once, all of the people filling the stadium don’t come to watch football, they come to watch bands play their hearts out under backbreaking pressure.
After that game we lost by one point with about one minute left in the game so I was not to happy about that but at least we tried. When we got back to the hotel we sat around for a little bit and just played a bunch of games. Later that night at nine o’clock I headed off to the rink for a skills competition with me and one other kid from my team. I was doing the fastest skater competition and he was doing the shootout. I lost the speed competition and came in 4th out of 8 skaters.
This year, there will be no wearing of the jerseys to look forward to due to a new idea that has sprung up against high schoolers wishes. All the girlfriends, homecoming dates, and good friends of the football players will not be able to wear the boy’s jerseys on homecoming, unless they have a minimum of twenty dollars to spend. The Ed foundation is now sponsoring an auction for everyone who wants to wear a jersey, must place a bid on it. The MINIMUM bid is 20 dollars, and
At around 12:30 I can distinctly remember thinking, oh god, here comes my favorite song, fearing for my life but overwhelmed with excitement. I really thought I would make it but about an hour into the show, but I too “tapped out” and moved to the back. I could only describe the concert as a fight for survival, in a good way. It was exciting to finally go to a concert where no one was acting “too cool” to go crazy. Travis guided along the fans throughout the night, there was never a dull moment.
and and Colorguard have been practicing constantly, and achieved many awards during the last few parades. The members of Colorguard and Band have been working their tails off every day to ensure more achievements in the future. Band members have been practicing everyday to get everything right. They start practice at 7:40 a.m, and play through the first period of the day with another period for Concert Band and after-school practices until 9 p.m. To get prepared for competitions, they all must arrive on time and do the visual and music parts of their warm-ups. After all the warm-ups, the drum major dismisses each section to go onto the field to perform.
Thursday night and for the third time in a row I was not mentioned in the starting line up. I was completely dishearten at this point. 65 minutes in the game, my coach told me to warm up. I was thrilled and nervous, but ready to play. At minute 70, ten minutes before the game to end the ball went out of bounds, the referee stopped the game as my coach signaled for a substitution, and I entered the pitch.
At the end of third quarter, the brass performs the crowd favorite, “brass suicides”. Throughout the fourth quarter the band plays more stand tunes. At the end of the game, the band marches back to the band room and finishes the night with their rendition of ‘Trojan Pride’. During the week, the marching band meticulously works on their 2015 production, ‘Breakthrough’. Students
My first experience at the Carolina Country Music Fest was extraordinary. It all started Friday after my friends and I unpacked our stuff at the hotel. After we brief catching up we departed to the Carolina Country Music Fest. During the walk our anticipation grew; Keith Urban was going to plan in less than an hour! As we arrived to the venue, our wrist bands were scanned and we rushed to the stage.
Eagle Football Team Prepares For Upcoming Season Early Sunday morning, the Colby Eagle football team flocked to the high school to depart to Hastings, Nebraska for their annual summer preparation camp. Coaches Rees McKinney, Matt Sims, Brad Wildeman, and Travis Betz herded their 23 players into three suburbans, and after shooing mischievous junior Jordan Schippers out of their trunk, began their three hour trek to the camp. Lasting for three days, the camp had the Eagles spending approximately eight hours per day running through drills, studying their offense and defense, and facing off against other teams. Out of the 13 teams that participated, Colby was the only Kansas squad out of the cohort. On top of this, they were a bit smaller