Everyone loves the alumni cheerleaders!
Some love them too much.
Actually, I was talking to this old guy. When he asked what I played and I said tuba, he replied "Wow, you play the tuba? I always wanted to kiss a female tuba player. Thier lips must be amazing."
... SOOOO, a little innebriated, I mention this to Heather, who pictured a little peck on the cheek or something.
At least she was a good sport about it.
I wonder if he'll look for her the next year (or tell me "Wow, you play the tuba? I always wanted to...")
So, we HAVE to get up on the platform with them!
Its Katie and, 'hey, are you still the oldest one here?'
(We heard a guy ask her this while practicing. With that kind of tact, you'd think he went to Tech.)
Kevin honkin' away.
I'm a honky, too. I mean...
I'm honking, too.
Ooo... straight lines.
Ta daa!
"In the upper deck, southwest corner is today's alumni Battle Hymn soloist..."
We sit somewhere up there.
Mandy hangs out as we wait...
Kevin and I always seem to have a good spot for when the team takes the field.
Well, we thought we'd score here. Alas, we did not.
Sad score. Sad end to an otherwise pretty good day.
