Dear dimwit on the phone

I don't think dance/cheer is actually recognized by the NJCAA.
On a side note, I saw one of the worst injuries from a cheer mishap during a timeout, up close and personal in Nov. of '11. I would guess the girl still isn't cheering/dancing.

 

Good. 1 down...too many to go.

 

I'm going to Hell for laughing at this.

 

You got to bed after Page 1?

 

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Bring a jacket.

 

Helluva pull!

 

Cheerleading injuries are pretty gruesome and scary when you see them in person. I did a profile like five or six years ago, and a girl's ankle just went to mush on a flip. Another time, covering a URI game, the flyer got dropped on her tailbone and cracked it. Putting aside the "sport vs. non-sport" merits, it seems dangerous as hell.

 

Cheerleader injuries are really not a laughing matter. We had a girl who was a cheerleader for one of the local jucos here who fell during practice one day, broke her neck and was left a quadraplegic. She died a couple of years later of complications from that injury.

 

This girl was a cheerleader at a juco in the middle of Kansas. During the "media" timeout, they were doing a routine with a girl on the shoulders of a male cheerleader and another girl locked into her legs. They were spinning around and all of the sudden the girl on the bottom went shooting off of the spin, planting her leg on the court. The snap was audible throughout the gym. It was brutal.

 

No, he didn't. He could've taken the person's information and passed it along to the circulation department. Or, heaven forbid, walked it down the hallway with a personal note to call the subscriber back.

And we wonder why newspapers are dying.

 

Not everyone's circulation department is down the hall. Some are quite a few states away, or even in different countries.

 

Oh, God, ain't that the truth.

I once had a reader call and ask where I was located. Not thinking real clearly at the moment, I replied "next to the window". Caller was relieved to hear that I was actually in Podunk, because someone in subscriptions told him they were located in Indonesia and he figured the rest of the staff was as well.

I spent the rest of my shift looking over my shoulder and wondering if some guy with a handgun was going to come bursting through the door.