2011 season. First football game of my daughter's Freshman year at Westwood. We're playing Cedar Park (they killed us incidentally). So, early in the season.
Cedar Park comes in, starts the show, and it's Mahler 2. NOT the last part, no, they're marching the 1st movement. WHAT THE?
CLEAN CLEAN trumpets, in tune. I've been thrilled a lot of times since then, but that first moment was when I fell in love with the possibilities.