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Second home game yesterday! It was versus UNT, who we were pretty sure we were going to beat....just not necessarily by that much. 77-20 is pretty ridiculous, and we didn't go any higher because that would've been mean. Which is also kind of sad, but...eh.
The UNT marching band was amazing. We knew that they were a huge band (300 people!), and that they had a good music school, but it's another thing to hear it in person.
For all that, we still mocked them at the end of our halftime show (largest music school in the nation, so to show your appreciation to a UNT grad the next time you see one, remember to tip your waiter). I've been reading some forums, and some folks are a bit offended by this. But then again, we also have one of the best music schools in the nation, our show was approved by our director (who has a degree in music, and very well may have come up with the joke himself), and it's probably partially true anyway.
There are also the people arguing semantics about us saying that oil companies are helping control politicians, because that's false and there's data that proved it but how dare you use the common folks' perception of things. I don't know why they say this to the people who didn't write the show, though.
Anyway.
It was still lots of fun yesterday - I didn't want to gun (or rather, there were some non-freshmen who wanted to gun, and I had no real preference), so I got to do the sectional run through the Jones school - this means we separate from the procession and go running and screaming at the top of our lungs through the building. There wasn't a meeting going on yesterday, so we couldn't scare any random non-Rice people.
Coming into the tunnel, we paused before entering the field to play Toccata. Which was extremely funny, though I'm not sure how many people out in the stands could hear it. And then entering the stands before we did pregame, the low brass played Prince Ali (you know, from Aladdin). I love our music.
It was amazingly hot yesterday, and we had no shade. But the sun set eventually, so we survived. Free unlimited water was another plus, although we had to go over the stands to get it.
Apparently it also looks pretty cool when we do our flag-waving during pre-game. Basically, the SAs have a GIANT HUGE GINORMOUS flag, and we run out on the field with it with half laying down with the bottom half of the flag, and at a certain point in the national anthem, the standers at the top kneel to make it look like it's waving. Mom said it looked cool, anyway.
Halftime was...eh, I think we brought it down a bit close to the line - stapling fabric on and finishing our GIANT BAT, but that part was okay. I was a politician for the first segment, and was wearing a ridiculous hat that kept coming off in the wind. >_< Don't know how well that part went.
But then we got to fly the GIANT BAT, which didn't get stuck at the bottom (for once)...instead it got stuck when it was almost to the top of the stadium. Sigh. But it worked out, anyway.
Then there was our parting shot to the UNT band. The stadium was dead silent, waiting for the punchline. You could hear the groan throughout the crowd. It was glorious.
But I don't think the band was too mad at us, since apparently several of them were seen laughing as they heard it, and then we helped them get their really heavy stuff (drums, xylophones) up the ramp in the tunnel - which is at a very daunting incline. I'm eagerly anticipating the angry mail from the alums, though.
Dinner at iHop afterwards, which was pretty much amazing. Not only did we have an absolutely amazing waitress, but conversation was once again pretty awesome. Especially funny was our graduate student being "outnerded" when the other half of the table started discussing D&D in depth, so he retreated to the other side, where he and our executive producer had more fights about whether the square root of -1 is i or j.
And then we learned that the show's producer (not the EP) has been to this iHop before and had that waitress and that she nicknamed him Giggles! He's never living that down. Ever.
But now, homework beckons. Three midterms and a paper this week!
The UNT marching band was amazing. We knew that they were a huge band (300 people!), and that they had a good music school, but it's another thing to hear it in person.
For all that, we still mocked them at the end of our halftime show (largest music school in the nation, so to show your appreciation to a UNT grad the next time you see one, remember to tip your waiter). I've been reading some forums, and some folks are a bit offended by this. But then again, we also have one of the best music schools in the nation, our show was approved by our director (who has a degree in music, and very well may have come up with the joke himself), and it's probably partially true anyway.
There are also the people arguing semantics about us saying that oil companies are helping control politicians, because that's false and there's data that proved it but how dare you use the common folks' perception of things. I don't know why they say this to the people who didn't write the show, though.
Anyway.
It was still lots of fun yesterday - I didn't want to gun (or rather, there were some non-freshmen who wanted to gun, and I had no real preference), so I got to do the sectional run through the Jones school - this means we separate from the procession and go running and screaming at the top of our lungs through the building. There wasn't a meeting going on yesterday, so we couldn't scare any random non-Rice people.
Coming into the tunnel, we paused before entering the field to play Toccata. Which was extremely funny, though I'm not sure how many people out in the stands could hear it. And then entering the stands before we did pregame, the low brass played Prince Ali (you know, from Aladdin). I love our music.
It was amazingly hot yesterday, and we had no shade. But the sun set eventually, so we survived. Free unlimited water was another plus, although we had to go over the stands to get it.
Apparently it also looks pretty cool when we do our flag-waving during pre-game. Basically, the SAs have a GIANT HUGE GINORMOUS flag, and we run out on the field with it with half laying down with the bottom half of the flag, and at a certain point in the national anthem, the standers at the top kneel to make it look like it's waving. Mom said it looked cool, anyway.
Halftime was...eh, I think we brought it down a bit close to the line - stapling fabric on and finishing our GIANT BAT, but that part was okay. I was a politician for the first segment, and was wearing a ridiculous hat that kept coming off in the wind. >_< Don't know how well that part went.
But then we got to fly the GIANT BAT, which didn't get stuck at the bottom (for once)...instead it got stuck when it was almost to the top of the stadium. Sigh. But it worked out, anyway.
Then there was our parting shot to the UNT band. The stadium was dead silent, waiting for the punchline. You could hear the groan throughout the crowd. It was glorious.
But I don't think the band was too mad at us, since apparently several of them were seen laughing as they heard it, and then we helped them get their really heavy stuff (drums, xylophones) up the ramp in the tunnel - which is at a very daunting incline. I'm eagerly anticipating the angry mail from the alums, though.
Dinner at iHop afterwards, which was pretty much amazing. Not only did we have an absolutely amazing waitress, but conversation was once again pretty awesome. Especially funny was our graduate student being "outnerded" when the other half of the table started discussing D&D in depth, so he retreated to the other side, where he and our executive producer had more fights about whether the square root of -1 is i or j.
And then we learned that the show's producer (not the EP) has been to this iHop before and had that waitress and that she nicknamed him Giggles! He's never living that down. Ever.
But now, homework beckons. Three midterms and a paper this week!