There's a lot of crap in life. So much today that it feels like we're all buried in a giant litter box. It's all about how we handle the stinky stuff around us. We can do it alone or with friends... or ultimately with God.
Friday, October 17, 2008
The Teeny, Tiny Band That Could
All the Colorado state regional scores are in and we ARE first seed. By FOUR points.
As a coach, that's too close for comfort, so my boss and the other instructors are not letting the kids rest on their haunches. Last time that happened four years ago, we lost by .2.
Yesterday we got six hours of uninterrupted, hard-core rehearsal. No whining, no griping - just sheer determination and improvement.
After our abysmal season last year - the first year in over 20 that Sheridan didn't make state finals, we were hoping to do better than last year and at least make finals. We never imagined with 23 kids, we'd be in first place, undefeated all season!
Why?
Last year, about 60% of the band graduated leaving underclassmen. With a bigger band, if you don't know your music, or just don't feel like playing, you can drop out and not be noticed. In a small band, if you don't know your music and don't play every note with laser accuracy and dynamic, EVERYBODY hears it. You can't blame your neighbor, you can't hide.
In a small band, everyone is a soloist. Every part is nothing less than extremely critical (to quote a judge).
This year they get it.
Just look at them... aren't they precious? I mean that in a sincere way.
Labels:
inspiration,
marching band,
success
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2 comments:
I'm jazzed and am praying for them to win! Go Sheridan!
Sounds like a lot of fun!!
Any bites for your book?? Hope so!!
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