Cabell Midland Knights . . .

This evening the kids and I went to cheer on the high school band as they performed their final show at the Tri-State band competition. For what ever reason their band is the last band to perform each year - making their performance start around 8:30 - 9:00 pm. While I'm sure that makes for a long day for the band members, we've figured out that if we get there around 6:30ish pm, we get the see the other bands in their classification. This year I was surprised that there didn't appear to be as many bands performing and even fewer came with show props. (does tomato cages with sticks on top of them even count as props?) Never figured that one out. Honestly - never figured the theme of their show at all.
But not the case for our magnificent band.

They came equip with shields...



tents...



and a castle ...



heck, even the band boosters came dressed for King Aurthur's Court . . .



and with a fist-pump to get going . . .



the drum majors took the field . . .





and they marched their hearts out . . .



and twirled . . .



and it all came down to one member falling while marching backwards - and the scores given by the guy in the white circle . . .


we opted to leave before the results were announced because: 1) it was freezing cold. 2) the college band had yet to play before the bands lined up for the awards. 3) my daughter was absolutely convinced that the member falling pretty much blew it for them to win and she just couldn't bear to see them lose after such a hard season. 4) - and this is the clincher - we didn't feel like sitting in traffic for another 30 minutes when everyone was trying to get out of there. So while we didn't find out the results, we did cheer them on and I thought they did a wonderful show.