2008 Woodie Awards
It's game time
Zack Farmer
Issue date: 11/14/06 Section: News
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Being an athlete in high school, I remember getting the pre-game jitters. It's an hour before game time and your blood is pumping, your heart is racing, and the adrenaline is rushing through your body.
Oh yeah, it is such a good feeling. But now, in my post scholastic-athletic career, I find myself struggling for that particular rush.
However, it all came back last week before MidKnight Madness.
It was getting close to showtime and I was getting really anxious. Not nervous, anxious. My second MidKnight Madness (I didn't go freshman year) was approaching and I was anticipating an amazing show. Although slightly disappointed, it did not deter my craving for basketball season.
As I walk to the gym I have my iPod in ear and listen to a number of songs to get me pumped up. I did the same thing before each time I would pitch in high school.
It's also because it was the jump-start of the basketball season. Oh, did I miss the cheering, the jeering, and the excitement of the game.
In only a few short months, the West Coast Conference Tournament will be here and hopefully I will be there. Hopefully a week after that, the basketball team will be (NCAA) Tournament bound and I will be on the road again.
At the games is where you truly see the Gael pride. Seeing the sea of red of the Gael Force section is very fulfilling. The noise from the loudest fans in the WCC might give you temporary hearing loss and a sore throat, but it will be worth it.
That is why I can't wait for Gonzaga and Santa Clara to get here. Those are the heated rivalries and you can see the passion of every Gael in the building.
It's not just the crowd I miss; it's the atmosphere. It is almost a sense of comfort being there in my little corner of the gym ready to cheer our team on.
All right I'm ready, hair painted red and blue, wristbands and instrument at the ready for The Hey Song and Final Countdown.
Every now and then happens the awkward silence of the crowd as one cheer stops and people are regaining their energy; this is where I come in. It's not like I am one of the drunken followers chanting "You suck" to opposing teams' cheerleaders. I am one of the leaders.
Why the excitement? Why the pre-game jitters? Because I play at the basketball games, too. I'm sports band.
Oh yeah, it is such a good feeling. But now, in my post scholastic-athletic career, I find myself struggling for that particular rush.
However, it all came back last week before MidKnight Madness.
It was getting close to showtime and I was getting really anxious. Not nervous, anxious. My second MidKnight Madness (I didn't go freshman year) was approaching and I was anticipating an amazing show. Although slightly disappointed, it did not deter my craving for basketball season.
As I walk to the gym I have my iPod in ear and listen to a number of songs to get me pumped up. I did the same thing before each time I would pitch in high school.
It's also because it was the jump-start of the basketball season. Oh, did I miss the cheering, the jeering, and the excitement of the game.
In only a few short months, the West Coast Conference Tournament will be here and hopefully I will be there. Hopefully a week after that, the basketball team will be (NCAA) Tournament bound and I will be on the road again.
At the games is where you truly see the Gael pride. Seeing the sea of red of the Gael Force section is very fulfilling. The noise from the loudest fans in the WCC might give you temporary hearing loss and a sore throat, but it will be worth it.
That is why I can't wait for Gonzaga and Santa Clara to get here. Those are the heated rivalries and you can see the passion of every Gael in the building.
It's not just the crowd I miss; it's the atmosphere. It is almost a sense of comfort being there in my little corner of the gym ready to cheer our team on.
All right I'm ready, hair painted red and blue, wristbands and instrument at the ready for The Hey Song and Final Countdown.
Every now and then happens the awkward silence of the crowd as one cheer stops and people are regaining their energy; this is where I come in. It's not like I am one of the drunken followers chanting "You suck" to opposing teams' cheerleaders. I am one of the leaders.
Why the excitement? Why the pre-game jitters? Because I play at the basketball games, too. I'm sports band.