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Tuesday Grab Bag: Playing for check, rather than checkmate

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    It was good to be back with the band on Saturday, wailing away on my tuba, and putting as much noise in the ears of the Bruins as humanly possible. *Still, I was laid low by just how absolutely exhausting playing at a football game is. *I could barely sit up straight Saturday night, as physically beaten as I was by carrying that instrument all day. *My shoulder swelled to five times its normal size, my back hurt, my neck turned into a solid block of concrete, my cheeks and lips were cut and bruised, and my head pounded from dehydration. All that without having to march full cadence, pregame, or the full halftime show; I even took multiple breaks, and *gasp* sat down a time or twelve throughout the action. *The lesson here: I'm not 19 anymore.
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    A grand view, even if I took a painful route to get there.
    Huge props to those kids who volunteer to pull that off seven Saturdays a year, all while juggling classes, homework, social commitments, and the rest of their lives. *Looking back, I'm struggling to reconcile my ability to do that for four years with the realities of everything that gameday entails. What's more, after every game, most of them losses, those kids proudly march back to the music building, heads held high, ready to do it all again next week. *Just incredible, when you think about it.

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    Today in the bag, I'm talking the loss to the Bruins, the upcoming schedule, and the game of telephone that was me hearing about the basketball scrimmage.

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    It was good to be back with the band on Saturday, wailing away on my tuba, and putting as much noise in the ears of the Bruins as humanly possible. *Still, I was laid low by just how absolutely exhausting playing at a football game is. *I could barely sit up straight Saturday night, as physically beaten as I was by carrying that instrument all day. *My shoulder swelled to five times its normal size, my back hurt, my neck turned into a solid block of concrete, my cheeks and lips were cut and bruised, and my head pounded from dehydration. All that without having to march full cadence, pregame, or the full halftime show; I even took multiple breaks, and *gasp* sat down a time or twelve throughout the action. *The lesson here: I'm not 19 anymore.
    [​IMG]
    A grand view, even if I took a painful route to get there.
    Huge props to those kids who volunteer to pull that off seven Saturdays a year, all while juggling classes, homework, social commitments, and the rest of their lives. *Looking back, I'm struggling to reconcile my ability to do that for four years with the realities of everything that gameday entails. What's more, after every game, most of them losses, those kids proudly march back to the music building, heads held high, ready to do it all again next week. *Just incredible, when you think about it.

    --

    Today in the bag, I'm talking the loss to the Bruins, the upcoming schedule, and the game of telephone that was me hearing about the basketball scrimmage.

    Click below for the bag...

    Read more »[​IMG]

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