William and mary 1989
Princeton vs. William and Mary
September 23th, 1989
Outcome Unknown
Ladies and gentlemen, swirling onto the field like Hurricane Hugo, it’s the…no, wait. That’s just what they’ll be expecting us to do. Barrelling onto the field like a plethora of plaid sea monkeys, it’s the Princeton University Band.
(Band runs screaming onto the field)
Once upon a time, in a University far, far, away, a marching band wrote a very funny and informative halftime show…as usual. The next day they tried to practice, but it rained…a lot. The day after that, they cancelled rehearsal because Williard Scott said it would pour…it didn’t. So Friday came and the band realized that they were hosed…thoroughly. Being the musical martyrs that they were, the band stayed up all night to grind out an equally piquant halftime show. And it is with great pleasure that we, the Princeton Band, recreate that fateful show for you today. Forming a high pressure front on the field, the Band plays “Wipeout.”
(Band forms a blob and plays “Wipeout”)
It was a dark and stormy night. Though the Band was submerged in a deluge of homework, we decided to brave the monsoon and set sail for the Agua-Wa. Riding on the campus pontoon shuttle, we observed the crew team, rowing across Cannon Green. We docked at the Wa, but a small group continued on to Forbes College–“It’s worth the swim.” In the distance we saw a large ark moored at the Dinky station. Boarding the ark, shown here, the Band braces for the full forty days and forty nights of “Raindrops Falling on our Heads.”
(Band forms an Arc and plays “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head”)
Look Band, something’s coming. We don’t know how it got here, or why. It’s leaving a whirlwind of chaos and confusion in its wake. No, it’s not the University’s new PUTS phone system; it’s a tornado. Run for shelter! Oh no, Band. You ran into Clapp Hall, the worst place to be in a storm. You’re floating away. I don’t even think you’re on campus anymore. Those aren’t freshman; they’re munchkins. Pay no attention to the man in Nassau Hall. This land of Oz reminds us that tornados can be fun. Forming the most enjoyable twister we know, the Band clicks its heels together three times and plays “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.”
(Band plays Twister with colored sheets and plays “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”)
Oh, look Band! You’ve made a mess. But luckily, we’re used to natural disasters; after all, we’ve been to New Haven. There are so many disasters, it’s hard to pick our favorite. Take the BlackPlague. Please. No, really. Or how about Pompeii, shown here. (Band freezes) More recent natural disasters include the San Francisco earthquake, and Ishtar, which did far more damage. Saluting Mother Nature and her little boy Hugo, the Band forms a ravaged South Carolina city and plays an earth-moving rendition of Charleston.
(Band forms a blob and plays “Charleston”)
And now the Princeton Band leaves you with the following question: “Doesn’t the Coke from the refreshment stand taste just a little bit funny to you?”
September 23th, 1989
Outcome Unknown
Ladies and gentlemen, swirling onto the field like Hurricane Hugo, it’s the…no, wait. That’s just what they’ll be expecting us to do. Barrelling onto the field like a plethora of plaid sea monkeys, it’s the Princeton University Band.
(Band runs screaming onto the field)
Once upon a time, in a University far, far, away, a marching band wrote a very funny and informative halftime show…as usual. The next day they tried to practice, but it rained…a lot. The day after that, they cancelled rehearsal because Williard Scott said it would pour…it didn’t. So Friday came and the band realized that they were hosed…thoroughly. Being the musical martyrs that they were, the band stayed up all night to grind out an equally piquant halftime show. And it is with great pleasure that we, the Princeton Band, recreate that fateful show for you today. Forming a high pressure front on the field, the Band plays “Wipeout.”
(Band forms a blob and plays “Wipeout”)
It was a dark and stormy night. Though the Band was submerged in a deluge of homework, we decided to brave the monsoon and set sail for the Agua-Wa. Riding on the campus pontoon shuttle, we observed the crew team, rowing across Cannon Green. We docked at the Wa, but a small group continued on to Forbes College–“It’s worth the swim.” In the distance we saw a large ark moored at the Dinky station. Boarding the ark, shown here, the Band braces for the full forty days and forty nights of “Raindrops Falling on our Heads.”
(Band forms an Arc and plays “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head”)
Look Band, something’s coming. We don’t know how it got here, or why. It’s leaving a whirlwind of chaos and confusion in its wake. No, it’s not the University’s new PUTS phone system; it’s a tornado. Run for shelter! Oh no, Band. You ran into Clapp Hall, the worst place to be in a storm. You’re floating away. I don’t even think you’re on campus anymore. Those aren’t freshman; they’re munchkins. Pay no attention to the man in Nassau Hall. This land of Oz reminds us that tornados can be fun. Forming the most enjoyable twister we know, the Band clicks its heels together three times and plays “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.”
(Band plays Twister with colored sheets and plays “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”)
Oh, look Band! You’ve made a mess. But luckily, we’re used to natural disasters; after all, we’ve been to New Haven. There are so many disasters, it’s hard to pick our favorite. Take the BlackPlague. Please. No, really. Or how about Pompeii, shown here. (Band freezes) More recent natural disasters include the San Francisco earthquake, and Ishtar, which did far more damage. Saluting Mother Nature and her little boy Hugo, the Band forms a ravaged South Carolina city and plays an earth-moving rendition of Charleston.
(Band forms a blob and plays “Charleston”)
And now the Princeton Band leaves you with the following question: “Doesn’t the Coke from the refreshment stand taste just a little bit funny to you?”