(Resuming the story.)
We decided to make our collective debut during Chol Hamo'ed Pesach, the middle days when you're allowed to go to work and services are at 7:30AM. This is generally not my best hour, especially on a stomach full of matzah, but I was glad we would be in front of the small, stalwart morning minyan crew instead of the thousand who usually show up on Shabbat. I volunteered to learn the Maftir, the extra portion that's repeated each day. Three of those days became mine, with some extra verses tacked on for the last.This way I figured I'd have two more chances to get it right if I screwed up the first time.