In My Own Words: L-S vs West York football game, but from the perspective of the L-S Marching Band

In My Own Words
In this installment of In My Own Words, Krista Lambert recalls her experience at Saturday's West York football game as a marching band member. 

Now, this is not how I would have liked to spend my Saturday, but here we are.


It's 10 am on a Saturday morning. Any other Saturday, I would still be asleep. But this Saturday will be my Saturday with the band. As I begin putting on my band uniform and inwardly lamenting the fact that I'll be wearing this hot uniform on an even hotter bus, I can't help but feel excited for the day ahead; a day with my friends, a day with my instrument, a day to show off what we've been working on for ages. It's game day.

The hour-long bus ride is uneventful and unworthy of its own paragraph. Upon arrival, the standard bus unpacking procedure begins. You'd be surprised by how many marimbas can fit into a single truck. You'd be even more surprised how long it takes to get them out of the bus.

Oh, the football team is here already? And I thought we got here early. We occupy the nearby soccer field for our warm-ups, and then into the stands we go.

These bleachers are quite a bit more cramped than is preferable...but we'll make do. We stand shoulder to shoulder as their band takes the field, performing a marching band arrangement of a couple iconic rock songs. The music's great, very relaxed and pleasant to listen to. It's quite a contrast from the intensity of Camelot, our show.


After a couple rounds of stand music from both bands, and an impressive performance from the L-S football team, it's finally time for our halftime show: the best part of the day for the bands and the background music for everyone else as they refill on concessions.

We warm up once again, going through the new moves and sets that we had been given only two days ago, and soon enough, it's time to take to the field.

For our first time performing on actual grass instead of turf or cement, with a brand new drill and everything, it wasn't that bad. Though, I didn't expect there to be holes in the ground, that is, until I stepped in one. At least the football players can watch where their feet are going.

At last, we've reached the third quarter. Third-quarter is our time to walk around, get some food, and talk to the other band. The West York band had some of the nicest people I've met. I'm looking forward to seeing them at future coalitions.

Fourth-quarter comes and goes, and finally, it's time to go home. Though this article may be over, our day sure isn't - I'm sure we'll have plenty to unload and clean up once we get back to school.

In My Own Words is a first-person written series that highlights Lampeter-Strasburg High School students activities.

--By Krista Lambert, LS News reporter

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