Regular readers know that our high school hasn’t fielded a successful football team in several years. Football being the state religion of Texas only makes it that much tougher for fans to show up and support our plucky squad.
Fortunately, we’re blessed with a great marching band and dance team, the Angels. Many of us attend football games as much for the halftime show as the contest on the field. We know that the band and Angels are a winning combination that never lets us down. Plus they’re a great group of kids.
I had hoped that one of my sons would be a part of the high school marching band, particularly my older boy who didn’t have many outside interests (we figured that his younger brother would play sports in high school). But both of them were one and done with band after sixth grade with the rented clarinet and cornet, respectively, crying for mercy. At least I did have my “third son,” Chase, to cheer for as he marched all four years.
Today our band and Angels are in Indianapolis to compete in the Bands of America Grand National Championship. Their road to a hoped-for title begins tomorrow morning.
They have hundreds of dedicated fans—including many like me who aren’t related to them at all—who are wishing them well on their journey. We’ll be sending them good vibes when they play in the prelims at 10:30 a.m.
Whether or not they return home with another trophy, we know that they’re already winners. They’ve brought pride to our school and a touch of class to every halftime performance.
Still, who are we to turn down some well-earned hardware? Good luck to our marching band and Angels! Be remembered!!