“The world,” he added, “Needs scholars and athletes as well.”
But “cheerleader” really struck me.
Now, any of you who know me know that I was the furthest thing from pompoms, hurkies and pyramids growing up, so this wasn’t a case of nostalgia.
It struck me because it simply seemed silly.
Until all at once, it didn’t.
I took a look at the people surrounding me – my kids, my parents, my sister and her family, even my ex-husband and in-laws.
I looked deeper into my soul — my best friend, boyfriend, dear friends and all the people who have warmly embraced me and my kids as their own.
My professional network, colleagues old and new.
Even my fellow football and cheer Moms.
Every step of the way, my squad aligns.
They loudly cheer as I venture down new paths in life, “You can do it if you try! V.I.C.T.O.R.Y.”
And for those times when I’m feeling a bit deflated and need the pick-me-up, “Hey, Beth, you’re doing fine, but you are a little behind. So get together, get on the run and show them that you’re number one!”
Several years back, I was a big fan of the show “Heroes,” whose tagline was “Save the cheerleader, save the world.”
At the time, it seemed like a ridiculous plot for a television series. But was it?