trumpet_man

Ok, here's another really good one, this was definitely one of the longest-lasting hilarious moments I can remember. Anways, it was the state highschool marching festival, and our band traveled to the town in which it was being held. Let me start off by saying that our town, that I will call New York (which it definitely is NOT) and another town I will call Chicago (which it certainly is NOT), are about 20 miles appart. Both of our towns only have one highschool, our highschool has about 800, 60 of which are in the marching band, and their numbers aren't too far off. Let me start off by saying that we are enormous rivals, we hate each other, we have a huge rivalry, one of the many good qualities we have that they lack is pride. They think they are uncomparibly better than us ("but need to boo at us to prove it" if they WERE, they really wouldn't have to prove it), but WE are the ones that can easily walk circles around them with our right arms behing our backs (which they refuse to recognize). Anyway, we both got graded with 1 being the best and 5 being the worst, WE GOT A 1!!!! but they only got a 2, and this was only our first year, but their 2nd.

So anyway, before we started the marching festival, we hung out at the mall for 2 hours (as well as MOST of all the other highschools doing the marching festival). Every highschool was wearing their uniforms (well, not their marching uniforms, but shirts that had our school colors and everything, but not the actual uniforms yet). So everyone knew who was from what school. Anyway, it only took 40 minutes to eat, so we still had another hour and 20 minutes to kill. Needless to say that all of the girls were in a mall, and they never have trouble killing time there. So all of us guys (all guys, 100%) planned on going over to the mini golf course. Needless to say it was packed since the mall really got hit by highschool marchers from around the state. We all realized it was no fun at all playing at a crowded golf crouse waiting on others and having others behind us rushing us. We all agreed that we needed to find an alternative (I for one at the time had wanted to play golf, but was glad we went with the alternative).

One of the seniors thought of a game they had played on a previous trip to pass time. Here is what you do: break up into groups of 4 and come back in an hour and 20 minutes to see who has the best score. Every group is to split up and go around looking for people to follow. You would follow people very closely, going their same speed without saying a word, and once you got a reaction out of them (not just a comment, more than a comment, a reaction), you would add up more points, or until they turn around at you. Here's how the scoring worked: junior high 10 points per head, highschool, 3 points per head, college, 5 points per head, and the points for each head that is a female. We would just have to guess their age, younger than junior high would scare them which would go against our pride, and after college they wouldn't be very good candidates. Also, when they seize to move, start circling around them like sharks. Let the games begin:

I was in a group of 4, our plan was to have fun and be the last to report our scores, so that we could "just barely win". So we never kept score. We started out following some highschoolers not in marching and they begin to realize they were being followed after about 15 seconds. They tried walking a little faster: so did we. One of them said "I think they are stalking us", and they turned around and fled. Another time we were following some girls and they might of realized this, because they seemed a bit uneasy and gradually begin to ease up on their gossiping into a dead silence and turned around and chewed us out. Man, that was fun, the TOUGHEST part of the game was holding a straight face. Another time we had to abort because our candidates took a turn into the underwear section. As well as the time once they realized we were following them, the girls all went into the bathroom. Once we followed these college girls in target. They might of realized something was going on, but new it right away when we started taking the same aisles as they did. One of them said "stupid highschooler are following us", so they went to the feminine jewelry section and we stood beside them. I could hardly keep from laughing when we starting holding up earings to our ears and saying "how do you think this one looks one me?" pretending to be shopping for earings also. Once we followed this girl who actually thought it was funny, so we started visiting with her and telling her what we were up to and said "there are other groups in these shirts doing the same, if they start following you, turn around and start following them, it'll confuse the heck out of them". Later, we found some candidates from "chicago", and puny freshman too, we started following them and they were a little scared but were shocked when they turned around to see it was "new york". "Run!!!!!!! they are going to kill us" one of them said. You should've seen the look on their faces. LMAO. Later, we were following a group, and one of them turn her head into a display window beside and was shocked when she saw the reflection that gave away that they were being follow, because they just realized this all of a sudden, not gradually. It was also funny to do it in small stores, like shoe stors where they feel awkward, but we mainly did stay long in any store. One time a security gaurd say "what are you guys up to", we were just about as shocked as some of our candidates, I was like "ummmm..... nothing in particular really" , a bit nervous. but we were all relived when he said "I mean, what are you guys doing... are you guys marching this afternoon" now knowing that he was referring to us marching, and not aware of our little "game". Wow, that was a close one. We all took a big exhale of relief when we were out of his sight.

I'm sure that there were some other funny ones that slipped my mind, and funny comments. But and 1 and 20 minutes of solid hilariosity was definitely rememberable, and could not remember everything. We had so much fun doing that.

trumpet_man

Sorry about the bad grammar one that one, I was in a hurry. I hope you enjoyed it. Where it says "we did stay long in any store" I meant we DIDN'T stay long in any store.

trumpet_man

Does anyone else have any they would like to share?

AngelofMusic

I was playing in a Marching Band show, and the grass was wet, and it was sprinkling... Anyways, long story, short I slipped and fell, rolling a couple of times and then landed on my feet still in time with the music... it was a miracle.

OG

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AngelofMusic

Oh I almost forgot! afterwards, when the football game was over, and the band was leaving, I slipped and fell again. It was embarrassing at the time, but looking back on it, it's kind of funny.... Not to mention, that the school we went to was like four hours away, they had the same school colors as us, and they had an eerily similar marching show, but they had the mascot of our local town rivals; we were the lions, and our rivals were the Trojans... I guess no one ever told them the Trojans lost the war....

OG

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hagertheherald

Trumpet playing in a Polish band 30 years ago, learned a little Polish. My friend has a swing band, and is father is Italian, his Mother of blessed memory was Polish. I was meeting her for the first time and wanted to say "Hi how are you", though I had been in a blues band for a while, and my Polish was a little rusty. I said "Yaak tem Vishy"?, which caused a large smile, and red cheeks on the kind elderly lady. On my way home, it dawned on me that I had asked my friends mother "How's it Hangin'"?....:>)--HH

trumpet_man

When our pep band plays at basketball games we do all be can to get the other team to screw up. When the other team is dribbling, we shout "bounce, bounce. bounce" the very second the ball hits the ground. Also, when the other team would have the ball we would shout "you're shoes are untied!!!!!!!". But one of the funniest moments is when they have freethrows, the second before they throw, the very second before the ball was no longer in their control, we had a trumpet play stand up (we were all sitting down when we watched) and he would shout "you suck", he had perfect timing. And it made them miss most of the time he did it. We were all laughing and could hardly believe the courage the little guy had to stand up and say that loudly, everyone knew who it was, audience and all since he was the only one standing. Someone said "You might want to be careful who meets you in the parking lot". After he quit the following year, we all did screams before they shot (both on our instruments and aloud), it worked pretty well. It seems mean, but it was so funny seeing it work. Later on in a game when we were really doing it often one of the drummers came over to us and said "The officials told us not to do this anymore, and we want to keep our respect as a band and we have to quit". So later on, while the team was making a freethrow, a member of the audience, not the band, screamed right before the player threw and it worked. Man, we all laughed so hard, it couldn't get US in trouble and worked. lol.

We also never pass up opportunities for false countdowns. I'll explain what those are. Since the pep band is a big proportion of the audience, for each quarter when there is 5 seconds left, we say "5, 4, 3, 2, 1" and then they shoot regaurdless of where they are, we do that when 5 seconds is left to build up trust. Then on the last quarter, we starting counting down from 5... at 14 seconds left. You have no idea how funny it is when it works, usually it works at the girls games more, since they are more likely to fall for it. It is so funny when it works, they just throw it as hard as they can when they still have enough time to closer. Man, they must feel stupid, shooting with 7 seconds left. The officials would have something to say if the other team had lost by two because of this.

Our school doesn't have cheerleaders, which is good, our pep band is 10 times better than any cheerleaders. So when the other town brings in cheerleaders in, we contradict all of their cheers, and we often make fun of them. They'll chant their towns name and we'll yell out "sucks" so it comes out as their town sucks. We blow cheerleaders away.

Another funny experience was when we had a sax player, I'll call "john" which isn't his real name. And we had a trumpet player (not me). We have a band director that I'll call "Tom Smith" which isn't either of his names, which we always call by his last name. The trumpet player thought for a prank on valentines day he would send roses to the band director "from the sax player". Sure enough, on valentines day right before our director got down with his 3-5 minute announcements, someone walked in with roses for Mr. Smith. He opened it up and it said "Roses are red, violets are blue, to my dearest Tom, from you're johnny poo". The sax player was startled, we all erupted in laughter, the director said "Awww, john how nice of you", the sax player was red in the face and said "It wasn't me, I didn't send it" which he said over and over, but everyone chose, to make it funny, to disregard what he said and continue to tease him. Man, we never let him live that one down.

This trumpet player can sometimes be downright rude, but he has ranked quite high in speech and debate and has a very clever and amusing way with words that makes it funny when he makes fun of others. Once there was this sax player (a different one) who always had long hair, one day he got a haircut. The band director announced that he got a haircut and the trumpet player said to me "yeah, and now all he needs to do is start taking baths and he'll have it made".

Well, these don't directly relate to the trumpet, and I'm working on thinking of ones that do. I'll post more when I think of them, be sure to share more of yours.

Master Trumpetissimo

One time back in middle school, a friend of mine gave me some of those Herco Spitballs (u know, the foam things that clean the inside of your trumpet out). Well, he and I had never used em, so I put one in my trumpet and proceeded to blow, not hard. I thought it had dissolved or something, so when we went to play, I couldn't get a sound out. He then told me to push the valves down and blow as hard as I could. So, I stood up, planted my feet, and proceeded to blow like Maynard Ferguson, arched back. Well, the trumpet bell was pointed at the blackboard, where the teacher was writing, and just as she bent down to pick up some chalk, the spitball flew at the spot where her head was and proceeded to make the biggest, nastiest splat of goop (cuz I hadn't cleaned my trumpet in a LONG time) on the blackboard above her head. Somehow, she never noticed it (though the rest of the class did) until the next day in class.

Imagine if that had nailed her in the face...

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trumpet_man

That's pretty funny, I can't say I've ever used those things. I might of heard of them once.

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hornguy

This is kinda funny.

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