This story has nothing about me being injured, but it does have to do with other people/animals being injured. Every year our school hosts it's own marching band competition known as PCI. We catch a certain amount of flack for it too, because our field isn't in the greatest of shape. It gets a little muddy and sticky. Well, this year our field was particularly mucky. Very very bad, because it had been raining for a long time and it was a veritable sink hole. Well, this is unsafe. After preliminary competition the injury count was up to three, and we're not talking small injury. Two people actually blew out their knees and had to be taken away in an ambulance and another shattered his ankle. Nice? No, not nice! Whoever said that marching band wasn't dangerous? Next story. . . the moth. Yes, the moth.
Last year marching band, late Monday night rehearsal. The general attitude during late rehearsals is either irritated/tired or laughing/delirious. The clarinet section was the latter of the two during this particular rehearsal. So, we're stopped and the director is working with another section. I'm just standing there and all of a sudden *THWACK* I get hit in the shoulder with something, and I hear hilarity ensue behind me. I turn around to see who threw something at me and everybody was pointing to the ground. I looked and sure enough, a moth. We had been watching him all night, fly around in circles above us like he was drunk, and he finally came down to field-level and flew straight into my shoulder. What a stupid moth! So, we all just kinda gathered around and looked at it on the ground, it looked dead. Then. . . it moved! We jumped, and it flopped around a bit. Then we had to march really quickly, but we ended up back in the same spot, so we checked on the moth. It was still there, flopping around. Fast forward 3 hours until the end of rehearsal. Everybody was off the field and we went back to see if it was still there. It was. Flopping. Injured, hence it's membership in this anthology. It was quite funny, but it's beginning to seem like a had-to-be-there thing. Oh well, you know now anyways. Bye.