[3102] in Humor
Bassball.
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Gerald Britton)
Wed Feb 16 19:44:03 2000
Date: Wed, 16 Feb 2000 19:43:53 -0500
From: Gerald Britton <gbritton@MIT.EDU>
To: humor@MIT.EDU
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Cc: bostic@bostic.com
Subject: Bassball.
Date: Wed, 16 Feb 2000 13:32:49 -0500
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Forwarded-by: Andrew Beairsto <Andrew.Beairsto@canada.sun.com>
The Boston Symphony was performing Beethoven's Ninth. In
the piece, there's a long passage about 20 minutes during which
the bass violinists have nothing to do. Rather than sit around the
whole time looking stupid, some bassists decided to sneak offstage
and go to the tavern next door for a quick one.
After slamming several beers in quick succession (as bass
violinists are prone to do), one of them looked at his watch. 'Hey!
We need to get back!'
'No need to panic,' said a fellow bassist. 'I thought we might need
some extra time, so I tied the last few pages of the conductor's
score together with string. It'll take him a few minutes to get it
untangled.'
A few moments later they staggered back to the concert hall and
took their places in the orchestra. About this time, a member of
the audience noticed the conductor seemed a bit edgy and said as
much to her companion.
'Well, of course,' said her companion. 'Don't you see? It's the
bottom of the Ninth, the score is tied, and the bassists are loaded.'
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