Inspiration from Nerdy Bands

Why don't we see more nerdy bands? Perhaps we do... or perhaps I just don't pay enough attention to the musical culture in Japan. Moment of silence.
Anyways, what with basketball being over and all, I think it was a great run this year. Despite all the downcast countenances last night, I am really happy for our team. Sweet 16 for the first time in 30 years, Jimmer being pretty much on top of the world, and ESPN giving us a shout out for upholding our standards amidst Davies-Gate [getting booed for the cliche there].
So here's to a great run this year in basketball! What an exit! Raise a glass of apple-raspberry juice which I swear, next to Martinelli's, is the closest I have ever gotten to alcohol--you know, special occasion type drinks.
So then the conversation turns to next most exciting thing: next year's football. And then it turns to our marching band, and how they epitomize the nerdiness of BYU [some jock comes out of nowhere and punches me in the face]. I mean, Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, and of all the popular songs that suggest domination or sticking it to the man, we go with the Imperial March from Star Wars.
I think it's great!
Let's take Lord of the Rings, for instance. Should our quarterback be likened to Legolas, he would never miss a pass! In fact, he could take that football, stiff arm an opponent with it right in the chest, run up the back of another opponent and leap off his head to throw a strike right to the reciever 100 yards down the field, who likened unto Aragorn, would never drop a pass. Then again, none of this would even matter, because you had an offensive line of nothing but cave trolls, so nobody's getting through. Well, in reality we have Polynesians, which is about as close as you get.
"There will be a day when the pride and honor of BYU comes crashing down around us, but IT IS NOT THIS DAY!!"
And what's wrong with having Wizards on the field? There's a professional sports team with the name, albeit they are certainly not wizards on the court.
So, enjoy the optimism on sports while it lasts. From here on out, it's naught but tournament in my wonderful job, so I'm gonna have my fair share of venting to do here before the end of the semester.