Wednesday, August 13, 2008

My girl's got spunk. Spunk, I say!

The Roo-girl has been in cheer since she was 8 years old.

But it has always been geared toward competition, with strenuous stunts, dance routines and tumbling.

Never sideline cheer. Never crowd leading.

Until now.

As part of her high school team, she has divided obligations.

As a member of the varsity (yes, varsity -- woot!) competition team, she is expected to work her little buns off, with additional practices, conditioning and gymnastics classes. She is thriving in this familiar environment.

As a member of the junior varsity squad of what I call football cheer, she is expected to learn a mess of crowd-leading routines and yells. The usual stuff you see on the sideliness.

Plus a few other duties and responsibilities.

She didn't really understand what that meant until I explained something she needed to do next week.

Evil Mother: Don't forget you have to take a Gatorade to practice next week.

The Roo-girl: What for? I drink water at practice. Gatorade is gross.

Evil Mother: No, it's for the football players.

The Roo-girl: For WHAT??

Evil Mother: The football players. You are supposed to bring a Gatorade, and I guess you set it all in a row so they can take one during their practice.

The Roo-girl: *horrified* WHAT???? Why would we do THAT??

Evil Mother: *snickering slightly* You're a cheerleader. You live to serve.

The Roo-girl: That's ridiculous. *foot stamp* I'm not doing that.

Evil Mother: Bwahahahahahahaha!! You go, girl. Stick to your principles.

God, I love that kid. She has chutzpah that I only dreamed about at her age.

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13 comments:

Janet said...

wow, i can't believe that stuff still goes on!

Karen said...

I have to agree with her. Why can't the players get their own Gatorade? Or ask their mamas to provide. Geez. Stomp that foot again, Girl!

nikki said...

You go Roo-girl! (too bad I almost typed Roo-grill)Show them whose boss. She should ask the football players to bring her a water.

Janet said...

I think it's pretty ridiculous myself. (wait for it . . .)
Back in MY day (sorry) we didn't do the competitions, but we did the sideline cheers and stuff. The coaches were responsible for the players' hydration needs, not the cheerleaders. Sounds like a really really sneaky way to make the cheerleaders' parents spend even more money so the football coaches can make ridiculous salaries. Because lord knows the football budget shouldn't have to include mundane things like keeping the players from passing out in the heat.
Sorry, was that too much ranting? I have issues.

Burgh Baby said...

"You live to serve." That has to be the funniest line EVER! I love it.

You have reaffirmed my stance on cheerleading these days. Good for Roo for putting her foot down!

Tink said...

I love her. She's got moxy.

Marmarbug said...

She has spunk. Tell her to hold on to it tightly.

Sunshine said...

That is funny... Ah well, all's fair in love, war and cheerleading.

anglophilefootballfanatic.com said...

She does understand that in high school cheering is all about adoration of the boys, right? Is she really that clueless? And, did she ever finish the book?

LceeL said...

Roo Girl! Roo Girl! Rah, Rah, Rah.
Kick 'em Girl, Kick 'em girl, Yah, Yah, Yah.

You've got the attitude!
You've got it made,
Tell 'em where to stick their
Ga tor ade!

YAAAAAAAAAY!

Kaytabug said...

She's got spirit! Yes she does! She's got spirit, how about you?! Yay, woo hoo!

VDog said...

EEEWWW! Go Roo!


(btw, the word veri? oxgsm, bwahahaha)

Pamela said...

I didn't know that was a cheer leaders chore.
what a bunch of bunk.
ha.

 
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