Peer reveals 'cello scrotum' hoax

Oh, how this article (posted on the good ol fb by a friend) takes me back to my orchestra days. 

The day in 8th grade where I tried crying in front of my best friends parents (a.k.a. the middle and high school orchestra directors) to convince them to let me out.

The day a few years ago when I discovered an old monthly practice card where clearly I hadn't put in the alleged 30 minutes a day or I would have been better, right?  I mean, you would think.

Not when I was feverishly moving my fingers in time or trying to remain under-the-radar did I ever stop to think that the guys in the section might be dealing with scrot-issues such as this.