Tuba players running around with glow-sticks, Jared Minton playing an “Awwww” original song, a bunch of awful male dancers attempting to booty pop; these are the things that pass for entertainment in the senior guys talen show Mr. Maroon. I had the privilege of participating in this fantastic event, and even had the honor of receiving the crowd favorite award.

I am an entertainer. I love making people laugh and applaud as I interpretive mime my way into silly and falsely seductive poses. Sitting in that spotlight is one of the greatest feelings in the world, but despite that existential high, to me, Mr. Maroon meant so much more.

The first meeting was filled with people I didn’t know: Aaron Rachui, Dominic Galvan, Brent Miller. Instead of trying to fit in, I simply attended the rehearsals talking with my theatre buddies, Aaron Sturk or Jared Minton. By that final night, however, I was cracking jokes with the bandiest of them. I remember one night after rehearsal when I received a text from an unknown number asking, “Who is this?” I replied, “Douglas Adams.” “Nice to meet you Douglas, I’m James Patterson.” The author’s names stuck; Aaron Rachui and I have called each other James and Douglas ever since.

I could tell you other stories as well. Alec Powell attempted to hip thrust without alternating his arms, Marc Collier trademarked his own, very manly version of the shimmy, and Brent showcased his variety of colorful beanies. I could tell you more, but some things are just best left between Marooners.

The competition lost all drive for winning; rather, we found a drive which involved a shared limo and a trip to Taco Bell. Mr. Maroon became about a team, not a handful of competitors. We were friends, and we had no other job than to entertain our audience. I am so thankful to have been a part of this team, and my congratulations to Jared Minton, who made the team proud. Mr. Marooners on three! One, two THREE!