My daughters are cheerleaders for our city’s football team. According to their age, it is the division they are in. This is the first year that they are not in the same division, because my youngest daughter was promoted to Gremlins after being a Mascot for the last three years. Just so you understand, mascots are placed with other divisions since there is no mascot football team, which meant that both my girls were at the same place, at the same time. This year, all that changed.
I am not a football fan, but my girls love to be cheerleaders and they especially enjoy the halftime routines that they are taught, and I love to see them perform, but I do not like to watch the games. This year, because my youngest is a Gremlin, her games are at 9:00 a.m.; my oldest is a Junior Midget and her games are at 3:00 p.m. so that means one of two things: I either sit through FOUR football games in one day (I don’t say watch because I always have a book with me) or I only attend the games my daughters will cheer at, that depends on the location of the games.
Usually at the beginning of the football season everyone is gung-ho to get the games started and spirits are high; half way through the season spirits begin to dwindle and towards the end we just want the games to end. That being said, when my spirit began to dwindle I made a comment to another “cheer” mom and said I hoped the Gremlin and Junior Midget football teams wouldn’t go beyond the regular football season, in other words no play-offs! As luck would have it, we did go to the play-offs but not beyond that. Yesterday was the play-offs game, but our Gremlin team lost. I didn’t shout for joy, but I felt relief that the season for my youngest daughter was over.
At the end of the day, when my oldest daughter’s game was over and we were waiting for her to finish up with her cheer squad, my youngest daughter turned to me and said, “Your wish came true mommy, we lost and have no more games.” I started laughing and said, “Shhhh, don’t tell mommy’s secrets” while I looked around to see if other parents had heard. Sure enough, there were some parents who were smiling at me but shaking their heads. So I smiled back and shrugged my shoulders ... oh well.
So for now football games are over ... now, on to cheer competitions! Gooooo Wolfpack!