I don’t know if I’ve ever told any of you this, but I never had any intention of joining the Spartan Marching Band. I didn’t really enjoy marching band, I wasn’t ready for it, and I thought it would be too difficult for me to do. I did, however, have every intention of avoiding the footsteps of my father and brother, Justin. I wanted to forge my own path and do something incredibly different with my time at MSU.
And so I didn’t join the band, not my freshman year at least. And I can tell you now, as I’ve ended my last preseason as a member of the Spartan Marching Band, that I really wish I hadn’t decided against auditioning for the band my freshman year. I really wish I had one more year to spend here, because three years in the SMB is just not enough.
It’s not the marching rehearsals– sweltering hot and exhausting– or the music we play, the bruises we get, or any of the things that we do, really–although I can list off a number of traditions that we have that are truly worth all the work that we do. It’s the people that I’m surrounded with. The people that choose to commit themselves to this band, and it’s the things that they do to show that commitment. I not only have met some of the greatest, smartest, coolest people in this band, I have forged bonds that I have no doubt will last a lifetime.
Before our Freshman Dress Rehearsal this past Sunday, I found myself getting a little emotional (surprise surprise, I’m actually tearing up while writing this), and so I did what I usually do– I called my parents. The conversation had barely began and my dad and I were both bawling our eyes out on the line. I was remembering my freshman dress three years ago, and he was remembering his about a million years ago (right, Dad?) and apparently we just couldn’t get a hold of ourselves. He told me he was proud of my brother and I for joining the band and pouring our heart and soul into it, and I told him I was proud of myself for joining something that I never thought I could do, something that meant so much to him and Justin. The SMB has really helped me grow up.
All that being said, even though I’m an emotional wreck about this 90% of the time, I’m determined to make this last season of mine in the SMB the best I’ve ever had. I’ve got one more year to share with all of you, and it’s going to totally rock. Also– GOOOOOOO STATE! BEAT THE BRONCOS!