So, I'm going to assume that you all know about the battle between sports and the arts, right? If you don't I'm going to sum it up for you quickly; all the dummkopfs who play only jock-ey sports don't appreciate us band kids who put in about twice as much time and effort and DON'T do stupid stuff just because we can get away with it. Frankly, we can't, because all the jocks are put on a pedestal and can do no wrong, even if they break into cars in the student parking lot and steal stuff, or go around town and squirt ketchup, mustard, and syrup all over the houses, or vandalize other schools.
Not that I'm biased or anything, though.
They're super stuck-up, too. We come in to practice before school starts for the year and an hour before school every day once it does in marching band season so we can have our drills down by the time our mighty football team even plays their first game. Everything our band seems to do revolves around stupid football or basketball, and we don't even get a heartfelt thank you. I still hear stuff from kids at school about how our marching band did the same thing at half time every game, but I really want to tell them to get the barking heck onto the field and march yourselves, and then criticize us for not having something new every. single. time. Of course, they didn't complain when the K-Line dance team did the same slutty dance several times, or the cheerleaders who couldn't hike their skirts up any higher, because they're better than us. Excuse me, bum rag? I don't see every single one of them stepping in time, playing memorized music as one whole unit instead of a group of teenagers who are only concerned with looking sexy. Please, tell me how that makes them better than us. I dare you to try.
Now, in basketball season, we've played at three of their games, boys and girls in one night, and god forbid we leave after half time, when we've been there for three barking hours already, because that makes it look like we don't support our basketball team, and it's very disrespectful.
Oh, h*** no! I'll stay for another hour when I see the basket ball team at one of our barking concerts, bum rags! I just don't understand what goes through their heads some times! The board gives our football team expensive new clart while our sousaphone players have to use duct tape to keep their mouthpieces on! Our band directors have paid for new instruments that we desperately need out of their own pockets, and they aren't cheap, either! And our football team hasn't won a game in YEARS!!! I look at my teacher's bulletin board with all the sports newspaper clippings, and not a single one of them is an article about how the Panthers beat the other team in their game last night. Not one. And we've had a district I rating at state marching band and jazz band competition for longer than that, and we're still not good enough!
I know that to all of you elsewhere in the country, it may sound like I'm exaggerating, but here in small-town U.S.A., this kind of thing is an all too common occurrence. Sports and last names are everything around here, and I couldn't despise the hierarchy more.
I don't know what else to say. It isn't fair. We deserve so much more than they do, but when it comes down to it, that never seems to matter to anyone but us. We're like our own family, or a cult as we've been called, and we've always got each other's backs, no matter what.
I care, but do you?
