Oh, the horror: The night before Stanford’s fabulous football victory over USC, the members of a wedding party – apparently unaware of the game – were innocently taking an elevator to the ground floor of the Pasadena Marriott for the marriage ceremony. They were quiet, dressed nicely, with an air of formality. Two cute and very young bridesmaids held flowers.
Then the elevator stopped on the second floor. The door opened, and in flowed, with instruments and in full costume, a dozen members of the ever-energetic Leland Stanford Junior University Marching Band. The wedding party was wide-eyed and speechless.
A band member smiled. “This has got to be a shock,” he said.
