Nov 26, 2004 22:23
Meh. Kinda bored, no one is really on line right now. I find myself missing Friday football games. Alot. Those were a blast. Not only did I get to get out of the house every Friday (or Thursday) but it wasn't like it was band practice either. You have not lived until you have played at halftime. Which brings me deeper in the subject. One word, a thousand memories. Vero. All you JPT marchers know what I'm talking about. All you Wisconsinites.. its like your Whitewater. Except 10000(ect) times better. I had so much fun that day. From the bus ride watching old Vero tapes ( Hollywood Hills Salute ) to the actual competition. That 20 minute span before our final competition.. that had to be the best part of the night. All of pit actually together for the final time. Sam's pep talk ( it was moving Sam. Brings tears [ of laughter ] to my eyes as I think of it ) And just the energy during that last performance. Yeah so what if we didn't win. Pit, we played our freakin hearts out. Ya'll know it. ( I bet Bucholz cheated anyways ) That was also the night Sam-Line was concieved. And what a wonderful thing that is.
Main Entry: Sam-Line
Pronunciation: 'sam - ' lIn
Function: Noun
Usage: slang
Etymology: Conjured by Switch-tastic, DR. Killa, and S-Money - marching season 04-05
Definition: A group of torpid, imbecilic, pretentious, and otherwise impertinent individuals who lack musical talent and determination. Therefore; their only whim is to be on drumline. Oh wait., thats sideline. sam-line rocks.