The competition days were long. Band after band performed, and finally, it would be time for the presentation of awards. I remember being so anxious at each competition when we arrived at this point of the day. Present at every competition were particular behaviors. I would scoot to the edge of my seat, wring my hands, take deep breaths, lean forward, and want the announcer to hurry. Please, just skip the thank you messages for now; get to the awards! I remember not wanting to hear our band’s name called out early because that meant they did not win the “big title,” and after all, isn’t that the reason we were there—to take home the championship?