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Snowflake Challenge Day 5
Jan. 5th, 2012 01:50 pmSnowflake Challenge Day 5
In your own space, share something non-fannish you are passionate about with your fannish friends. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
I don't anymore, but I used to play the trombone. I played it for eleven years, from sixth grade through college. I was never very good, but that wasn't the point. I knew I didn't want to be a musician, but I did love being a part of the band and making so many friends. In fact, most of the friends that I am still in touch with from college, and even high school, were in the band with me. There is just something about spending thirteen hours a day in 100+ degree weather marching sweatily around a field that builds a bond.
Band also gave me another fandom in a way. It taught me to love sports. I don't watch as much as I used to, but that time spent in the stands watching college football and basketball led to a love of sport. I challenge anyone to spend a season watching UK Basketball in Rupp Arena and not come away bleeding as blue as can be. It was more than that though, some of the guys took to calling me "Coach" because I learned all the stats and the history.
Of course, having the university say, "You're a reliable sort, how would you like us to pay for you to go to the NCAA tournament in NYC (or New Orleans, or Atlanta, or St. Louis, or Minneapolis, or, or, or...) didn't hurt either. Awesome tourism and great sports on my univeristy's dime? Yes, please.
I haven't touched my horn in years, but it's not the playing I miss. I miss those trips with friends. I miss sitting in the stands in winter, starving because we are losing another game in overtime, not because that part was fun, but because the people made it so.
In your own space, share something non-fannish you are passionate about with your fannish friends. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
I don't anymore, but I used to play the trombone. I played it for eleven years, from sixth grade through college. I was never very good, but that wasn't the point. I knew I didn't want to be a musician, but I did love being a part of the band and making so many friends. In fact, most of the friends that I am still in touch with from college, and even high school, were in the band with me. There is just something about spending thirteen hours a day in 100+ degree weather marching sweatily around a field that builds a bond.
Band also gave me another fandom in a way. It taught me to love sports. I don't watch as much as I used to, but that time spent in the stands watching college football and basketball led to a love of sport. I challenge anyone to spend a season watching UK Basketball in Rupp Arena and not come away bleeding as blue as can be. It was more than that though, some of the guys took to calling me "Coach" because I learned all the stats and the history.
Of course, having the university say, "You're a reliable sort, how would you like us to pay for you to go to the NCAA tournament in NYC (or New Orleans, or Atlanta, or St. Louis, or Minneapolis, or, or, or...) didn't hurt either. Awesome tourism and great sports on my univeristy's dime? Yes, please.
I haven't touched my horn in years, but it's not the playing I miss. I miss those trips with friends. I miss sitting in the stands in winter, starving because we are losing another game in overtime, not because that part was fun, but because the people made it so.
