I really don’t see the point of cheerleading. How does our school benefit from girls running around doing flips? It’s mind-numbing. The only thing the cheerleaders actually do is inject their stupid cheers into my head. During two hours of JV football, the last thing I need is to hear is, “Let’s get a little bit rowdy, R-O-W a D-Y!” a hundred times. It makes me not even want to go to the football games, which is quite scary considering I live for football.
It makes me so happy that some pro football teams have actually gotten rid of their cheerleaders. The Pittsburgh Steelers refuse to participate, for example. And tickets to their regular season games are $600.
I love assemblies as much as anyone else; it's a chance to get out of class. Every once and a while, they can even be quite entertaining. But when the cheerleaders come out, I can’t help it, I always find myself doing one of two things. If I have a test, I study for it. If I don’t have a test, I count the number of times the cheerleaders fall. I can’t help it. I’m not trying to attack cheerleaders; it’s just that what they are doing seems pointless to me.
I know that counting how many times cheerleaders fall isn’t nice, because there are some well-rounded cheerleaders out there. Cheerleading injuries are actually a serious problem. According to a recent study cited by ABC News, 16,000 cheerleaders get hurt a year. It’s become much more dangerous in the last two decades, with injuries having increased by 110 percent. CBC.ca reported that a girl in Massachusetts even died last year after falling. What happens if one of the people designated to increase our school spirit dies? The point of cheerleading would be reversed. Ironic.