

Well, the Cy-Hawk Series was as competitive as ever, as strong and stubborn, and even though we did NOT win [like we did last year] it was still a great road trip band experience, and I loved working with the staff and being around the ISUCF’V'MB. The whole weekend we didn’t march [neither at Cedar Rapids nor Iowa] because of rain, but in Iowa the excuse was that Kinnick Stadium didn’t want us to mess up their field. With what, our cletes!? [We secretly have spikes in our marching shoes, just to spite competing teams and their fake turf.] ;) Oh well. I loved the trip, and I love Cyclone football. We may have lost, but I will never miss the chance to cheer my team on, especially when they are on hostile territory.

In my previous post I mentioned the early time we took off from our hotel [3:30am!!!] and picked up the rest of the band at Linn Mar High School, and we arrived at Kinnick Stadium [University of Iowa's football stadium] around 5:45am. We hung out in the trucks [the buses with the band members hadn't arrived yet because there were like seven of them in the caravan] so the drum majors and staff just decided to take a nap.

We woke up about 45 minutes later, and hung out for a while more until it was time to get dressed and unload breakfast for the band members. It was drizzling but not too bad, so I just wore my raincoat. By theend of breakfast, around 8:30am, it was pouring, which made unloading drumline, sousa and rehearsal equipment AWESOME. My khaki pants were soaked, my blue blazer drenched, my hair and makeup grody . . . ahh, the true sign of a committed band member [all while running on one and a half hours of sleep, mind you, and 24 hours without a shower or a face wash].
There were tailgaters EVERYWHERE. Cyclones sitting with Hawks, Hawk tents next to our trucks, and a line of portable bathrooms right next to our budget truck, which was awesome . . . NOT. We had to have a staff member monitor the trucks at all times to make sure no fans [from either side] messed with our equipment, and eventually, a line formed behind the truck for the portable bathrooms. It was classy with a capitol “C,” let me tell you.
Anyway, we marched into Kinnick Stadium [which, by the way, is directly across from their Children's Hospital . . . weird] and took our place in the stadium seating.
Which was pretty cramped, but funny to see when you looked around and saw everyone in yellow and black, and then there’s a crammed area of white and cardinal. We played awesome, of course, and they saying that “The Band Always Wins” rang true. I took video footage, which you should definitely check out, and also you can see the rest of the pictures I took [all 57 of them] on my Flickr page. I encourage you to check them out. I tried to capture a lot of different aspects of the game besides just the band, and yes, I even took pictures of the Iowa fans, their flags, and their bird-legged mascot [sorry, I am a Cyclone after all], Herky.
Cy and Herky actually had a showdown on the field [yes, our mascot that was named "The Most Dominant Mascot on Earth in last year's Capital Bowl], but in the end, mascots always make nice. While getting water for the band members in the locker room, however, the staff and a few band members found Herky’s head left unattended, which we seriously considered positioning in controversial pictures, such as underfoot a Cyclone fan, but used our better judgement and left him alone.
Plus, I’ve heard you can get sued for that- Herky’s not worth the trouble, believe you me.
As I said, we didn’t win, but after the game, the band marched back to the trucks and we started the long haul back to Music Hall in Ames, IA. We had our dismissal out the back of the drumline truck in the street outside Kinnick Stadium, grabbed our boxed KFC dinners [staff grabbed like ten extra . . . per person, hey the mashed potatoes are awesome!] and we hit the road. The boys kept themselves awake by making continuous references to movie quotes over our walkie talkies in the trucks and behaving, well, like boys. It wasn’t night, but we definitely saw a moon. That’s all I’m going to say. Working with all guys sure is interesting, and never a truer statement than there is never a dull moment.
Jeff fell asleep with the walkie talkie talk button on, so for the longest time, the other truck thought we were making snoring noises on purpose over frequency 3. . .
We finally pulled into our parking lot at Iowa State around 7:45pm and it was home sweet home for the Iowa State University Cyclone Football Varsity Marching Band. After staff, drumline and sousaphones unloaded, it was 10:03pm when I reached my futon bed and crashed, not to wake up until 3:15pm the next afternoon.
So until next time,
Seanna
P.S.- I haven’t ever given up hope on the Cyclones, so I’m already getting ready to cheer them on in the CY-Hawk series next fall! BEAT IOWA!
