Saturday, September 21, 2002

Damn wildcats.

At least they didn't win by 21 points like I thought they were going to. But still. Mike did bring up one redeeming feature... "When it all comes down to the end, though, they still live in Kansas, and we live in California." Good point, Mike. You're a smart one.The Big XII is a great conference, though. I do have lingering feelings of attachment towards them... growing up in Texas, how could I not? I love the University of Texas almost as much as I love USC. I think I would've been happy there, as well. But now I'm a dedicated Trojan... so fuck Kansas! Oregon State will be an amazing game... too bad I can't be there. I'm SO upset about this on-campus retreat, to tell the truth. I mean, really, who schedules a retreat for a HOME GAME?! Come on, Kincaid.

There's nothing quite like stepping out onto the field of the Coliseum in front of a screaming crowd of thosands. During the opening strains of Fanfare, the SILKS are the only people on the field. There's no one in front of me - I feel like I'm by myself on that collosal field. And it's an inspired moment. The Trojan Marching Band is truly amazing, especially when you just stop to listen. Under normal circumstances, I just take them for granted - they're my friends and acquaintances. I see them almost every day. But at that one moment, I realize what great musicians they truly are, what beautiful fight songs we have, and suddenly the 'SC traditions fall into place, working its time-honored magic. I forget all of the work, sweat, and tears - I'm part of something much bigger. All the shit falls away. It's almost a religious experience. My dad wants me to quit. He has good reasons - the turmoil in my section, the teasing and the gossip, the copious amount of time it consumes, the vulgarity of the members. But I just don't see how I can walk away from it. The TMB is the sole reason why I stayed here this year, to be honest.

On a less dramatic note - Hess, your party was GREAT!!! I had a wonderful time. When you hit that boy while whacking at the pinata, it was a classic moment. Ted, Tim, John, and I had WAY too much fun tossing that balloon around. And even Brent was being charming, in his own manner. I was impressed by his good behavior. You should turn 19 more often! I suppose it's my birthday soon - unfortunately, the band's not giving me a free trip to Chicago this year. But it'll still be fun!

To summarize: Hoorah for 19th birthdays, the TMB and boo to the wildcats.