Bus Kid was the color guard captain in a marching band that took marching SERIOUSLY. Daily practice from mid-May til the season ended in late October. Late nights, long weekends. Aside from football games, they made it to about 7 or so field competitions a year, and did really well for themselves.
They treated home football games as rehearsals for the shows they went to to compete and bring home trophies from. So - senior year, first football game - in their opening set, she lined up at the head of a line of girls lined up the length of the 50 yard line. The show that year started with her. Literally, she was the first person to move, taking 3 fast steps left holding a flag aloft, then stopping and pivoting left to go towards the back of the field.
Oh did I mention it was a wet field? And that those marching shoes are not built for traction on wet grass?
I was one of the officers of the boosters, and helped the band set up for each show. I saw all her shows from ground level, right in front.
So I had the perfect view of her as eyes glued to the drum major, waiting for him to bring down the baton so she could step off. Down comes the hand, ling-a-ling starts the keys in the percussion pit, step-step-step goes Bus Kid briskly…
Then at the point where she should turn smartly, she goes horizontal. Feet perfectly level with her head, flying through the air, landing flat - FLAT on her ass.
Worried dad watching to see if she’s hurt (she’s a bit of a princess), then the look on her face as she stands. She’s laughing harder than the rest of us. Got up, hardly missed a beat and finished the show.
Funniest godamn thing I ever saw her do.