It was great! We got up early to get there on time, the bus ride was quiet (thank god, I needed rest) and we made it there on time. We practiced for 2 hours with George Parks, who did a great job of getting us in formation and getting us pumped up. He conducted on a lift that was about 50 feet in the air, and then he stood on the railing and conducted us. I thought he was going to fall. Luckily, he didn’t fall, and after 2 hours of practice we went to go eat soggy roast beef subs and put on our uniforms, which was a very tedious business, as there was no space. I ended up opening the emergency exit and changing outside.
We got into line, and slowly made our way to the stadium. Whenever we stalled Phil and I played Play That Funky ‘Tuba Right,’ Boy to the tap of the drums. We got other band to join in at one point. We marched the half mile to the stadium and sat down. The game was great, we owned the other team, probably because of the overwhelming support for UMass. We did the wave, when the cheerleaders shouted “go Bulldogs” we shouted “UMASS!” to drown out “Bulldog” and when they cheered after their chant we cheered with them. Mean, but fun. We also got a chant going all the way across the stadium. Our side shouted ‘YOU!’ and the other side shouted ‘MASS!’. It was awesome!
Then, at halftime, we performed, it was truly AMAZING! The power and intensity. This video doesn’t cut it, you really have to be there.
Afterwards we continued to own the Bulldogs, won, got on the bus, and went home.
As a side note most people on the bus had to go very bad. So the bus stopped at a rest stop, we all got out, ran to the building, pounded on the door, and the janitor inside wouldn’t let us in. Argh! We cried, and ran around the building looking for a port-a-potty or something. When we circled the building we looked up and saw this. “Please do not pee on this wall, security cameras in use” we LMAO’d.