For those who have never done this parade, the camera zone is about two miles long, and you are expected to play constantly through it or get covered up by an advertisement. All while negotiating a 105 degree corner at Orange Grove & Colorado, and dodging (or not) TV camera crews, the occasional cop, and big turds. Oh, and if you screw up, it's on national TV.
FTFY
The same year that I twisted my ankle we had a Sousaphone player who had a worse day.
We always played at Disneyland on New Year's Eve, got dropped off a couple of miles from home at 20:30 and had to be back at that same spot at 04:00.
This guy decides that he isn't really going to get much sleep anyway, so he goes to an Oingo Boingo concert instead of bed. He parties a little too much and then shows up for parade duty.
We hadn't gone more than 100 yards when coming out of the shadows and into the sun, coupled with a bit of physical exertion, caused him to warm up enough to spin his world a bit too much. As we were just starting into the camera zone at the time, he did everything he could, for the most part successfully, to
PUKE THROUGH HIS SOUSAPHONE.
Being the trooper of the-show-must-go-on variety that he was, he kept the mouthpiece up to his face and pretended to play until we were through the camera zone, when he then dropped out of the parade.
We also did the pre-game show for the Super Bowl that year (XVII). I think every adult that had anything to do with the band checked him over nine ways till Sunday before they let him onto the bus that day.
Just to add one more layer to the tale, the kid went to Van Nuys High, which is the school that they used for all of the exterior scenes for Fast Times at Ridgemont High.
MEMORIES!!!