Get the Band-uh to Cheney I wore the old uniforms, which were also wool. When it was hot you were hot, when it was cold, you were cold. Long underwear a good call for sure.
Longest bus trip I did was to Conway, AR straight through. Wouldn’t have traded it for anything.
In 2005, the football team’s charter plane to Fargo fell through the week of the game, so the Band handed over their commercial flight tickets, sent the manager to rent whatever cars they could get at the south davis Enterprise and put a note on the band table in the coffee house that basically said get to the band room we’re driving. Nobody told the bureacrats and risk management had a coronary when they found out.