The game rather sucked but...

Some fans made my day today!

First, right after morning rehearsal I was approached by a couple and their middle school aged daughter. They told me that their daughter played trumpet and they asked what it took to be a Redcoat. I smiled and said "A lot of practice and actually learning scales helps too." We continued to talk for 10-15 minutes. It was fun.

Then after the game, I was exhausted, so I went and crashed at Tate for a few minutes. As I was leaving, this guy who was shwasted was stumbing through. He looked at me and said "Hey Redcoat! Can I play your tuba?" Without missing a beat, me and his buddy who was escorting him to make sure he didn't hurt himself said "It's a trumpet, and no." and exactly the same time! LOL. I thanked his companion for the assist and moved on.

Not 30 seconds after that, I was stopped by another fan who shook my hand and said "Y'all played well today!" I thanked him for the compliment and griped about the game for a couple minutes with him before departing for my dorm.

Finally, as I was leaving Tate to head back to ECV, I decided to walk though Reed Plaza to shorten my walk. Well, as I approached Reed Plaza, I noticed that there was a lady that was locking up and not letting people through. I walked up to her and she asked me if I lived in Reed and I said "No, I was just planning on cutting through to get to East Campus." She looked around and said "Eh, your with the band, come on through." I smiled and said thanks, but on the inside I was laughing up a storm! It amazes me how much people care about the band! I love it!


It's great to be a Georgia Bulldog. It's awesome to be a Redcoat!!!

Only a few days late.

I haven't been able to post in the past few days, so I have not yet had the chance to write about my first game as a Redcoat. To put it simply, it was awesome. The feeling of performing in front of 92,000+ screaming fans is unlike anything I have ever done. One of the more awesome things that happened was that during the national anthem, two F18s did a flyover! I couldn't keep playing because I was laughing at the awesomeness of what had just occurred. All in all, the day went well. I didn't fubar the show even though I had only practiced the spot I marched for two days and the band as a whole, according to Dr. Pilato, "sounded in midseason form". It was quite possibly the most fun I have ever had, and I look forward to the rest of the season.

Here are some youtube videos from the UGA v.s. ULL game.

The Beautiful Part of a Very Brutal Affair

That's what we (The Redcoat Band) are. We bring pageantry and awesome music to the blood-soaked sport of football, and we do it very well.

Tomorrow is game one. I am uber excited about it. Just the thought of 92,000+ screaming fans cheering as loud as possible for one common goal as I add the sound of my trumpet to the sound of my band which is the embodiment of the spirit of The University of Georgia. We were told tonight after rehearsal that when people see us in uniform, they are basically seeing a personification of The University of Georgia. We have the symbol of the great state of Georgia plastered on our shakos (hats) and our t-shirts, and we have the symbol of the #1 college in the world, The University of Georgia plastered on our uniforms and on our baseball caps. I wear these symbols proudly in the hopes of bringing honor and glory to the honorable state of which I am a citizen and to the glorious school of which I am a student.

In other news, I was called on today to fill in for another trumpet player who will not be marching at tomorrow's game. This means that I have (had) to learn a brand new routine! Everything I have practiced between band camp and now is pointless for tomorrow's game. I had a couple reps on half time and one of presume tonight and will get some more practice during rehearsal tomorrow morning before the game. *Sigh* I really hope I don't screw it up. I have the sentence "If you fall in the arch, roll to the outside!" streaming through my mind right now. I really don't want to be that guy who falls while running in for pre game. Well, we will see what happens tomorrow. Go Dawgs, beat Cajuns!