#21 ·
To really lead the cheering up in the North stands, you don't need some loudmouth gang leader; what you actually need is a conductor.
Honestly, you only find this many people without even a shred of musical rhythm sitting in the North section of the Rose Bowl.
It’s like you guys can’t even sing a simple anthem without messing it up—hurry it up, please! It was a textbook example of how things went sideways last night.
When you start singing a song, if you go too slow, none of the lyrics are ever going to land. You can realistically belt out one song for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, but in those same fifteen minutes, the North section tries to churn through fifteen different songs. Who on earth is supposed to sing every single one? Even a professional vocalist couldn't keep up with that madness.
And the craziest part is that now the fans in the other sections have started making jokes because they already know exactly which minute every song is coming—regardless of what’s happening on the field! It’s almost like we just need a female announcer to introduce them. I mean, we're supposed to be there to provide that extra edge, knowing when to push the momentum or when to slow down, or when to light the flares and create smoke when we're defending our territory, complete with the mandatory flare show at the 60-minute mark.
I really hope these new guys start paying closer attention to the flow of the game so they can lead the crowd accordingly. You can't possibly lead a chant if your back is turned to the field; then you have absolutely no clue what's actually going down.
The whole point is this: shouldn't someone be guiding me, or perhaps asking for my guidance, just to keep the energy right during the match?
I mean, isn't that how it works at American football or basketball games?
If I feel like shouting from the North stands, I will, but if I'm not in the mood, I'll just head over to the other sections to sit, comment, and just chatter away aimlessly.
Honestly, you only find this many people without even a shred of musical rhythm sitting in the North section of the Rose Bowl.
It’s like you guys can’t even sing a simple anthem without messing it up—hurry it up, please! It was a textbook example of how things went sideways last night.
When you start singing a song, if you go too slow, none of the lyrics are ever going to land. You can realistically belt out one song for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, but in those same fifteen minutes, the North section tries to churn through fifteen different songs. Who on earth is supposed to sing every single one? Even a professional vocalist couldn't keep up with that madness.
And the craziest part is that now the fans in the other sections have started making jokes because they already know exactly which minute every song is coming—regardless of what’s happening on the field! It’s almost like we just need a female announcer to introduce them. I mean, we're supposed to be there to provide that extra edge, knowing when to push the momentum or when to slow down, or when to light the flares and create smoke when we're defending our territory, complete with the mandatory flare show at the 60-minute mark.
I really hope these new guys start paying closer attention to the flow of the game so they can lead the crowd accordingly. You can't possibly lead a chant if your back is turned to the field; then you have absolutely no clue what's actually going down.
The whole point is this: shouldn't someone be guiding me, or perhaps asking for my guidance, just to keep the energy right during the match?
I mean, isn't that how it works at American football or basketball games?
If I feel like shouting from the North stands, I will, but if I'm not in the mood, I'll just head over to the other sections to sit, comment, and just chatter away aimlessly.
