Once, I started cheering for the wrong team. I was hot, and I heard 'Touchdown!' and I started doing high kicks, and I looked around and nobody else was cheering.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was really little, I was on a Pop Warner squad. I did it for a year. My dad was a Pop Warner football coach. I did it because my best friend was also on this cheer squad, and of course I looked up to my sister who was a cheerleader, so I wanted to cheer.
I used to cheerlead in high school, and I had the biggest crush on one of my teammates' brothers. I was a great tumbler, so when he showed up at practice one day, I tried to impress him, but I ended up landing on my face! When I got off the ground, I had rug burn on my nose. I was in tears because it hurt so bad!
When I used to play sports, I'd be the one cheering the team on, 'Come on, we can beat these guys!' That's just in me.
Anytime that the Arizona Cardinals play football, I scream at the top of my lungs at the television. And I have certain dances that I do.
I didn't do this by myself, man. It was so many people, so many fans that came in there and cheered for me, night in and night out.
Growing up, I played softball and I was a cheerleader.
I was a cheerleader for nine years!
When it was my turn, I just skated out and heard this huge cheer. It was very touching considering the bad circumstances under which I had left the team and that I had been away for four years.
I was fine when it came to cheering up others, not so fine with myself.
When I told the fans I was an alcoholic, they all applauded. When I told them I had given myself to a higher power, they cheered again.