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The "chunky" OKC cheerleader

Discussion in 'Sports and News' started by Dick Whitman, Apr 30, 2013.

  1. spikechiquet

    spikechiquet Well-Known Member

    My buddy's BIL's wife was a former NBA cheerleader, she probably wasn't front-line for the team, but even after three kids...still a 6.
     
  2. The Big Ragu

    The Big Ragu Moderator Staff Member

    I'm not nearly as boring over a big plate of spaghetti and meatballs.
     
  3. Starman

    Starman Well-Known Member

    If a pseudononymous made-up blogger gets fired in the forest, does anybody hear the sound?

    Why didn't they just fire "Claire Crawford" and "hire" "Vicky Vale" or "Lois Lane" to take her place?
     
  4. Dick Whitman

    Dick Whitman Well-Known Member

    Yeah, my tiny college had two Colts cheerleaders. They both looked relatively normal on an everyday basis. Pretty, of course. But just one of us, really. It was, strangely, not even much of their campus identity.
     
  5. NDJournalist

    NDJournalist Active Member

    What's the OKC cheerleaders' name?
     
  6. NDJournalist

    NDJournalist Active Member

    Kelsey Williams.
     
  7. old_tony

    old_tony Well-Known Member

    If you're going to sock-puppet at least change identities to avoid talking with yourself.
     
  8. dooley_womack1

    dooley_womack1 Well-Known Member

    Holy shit, that's surreal.
     
  9. Inky_Wretch

    Inky_Wretch Well-Known Member

    It's OK. NDJournalist answered NDJournalist's question.
     
  10. 3_Octave_Fart

    3_Octave_Fart Well-Known Member

    Ask your wife to put on a Catholic school outfit and a lot of makeup and it won't be the same woman you're used to making you coffee every morning, either.
     
  11. Songbird

    Songbird Well-Known Member

    He's smokin' the good shit tonight.
     
  12. doctorquant

    doctorquant Well-Known Member

    I have two stories regarding teaching ostensibly "hot" (but undercover "hot") young women.

    First, my Cowboys cheerleader, she flunked. She didn't flunk because she wasn't bright (or even a good student). She'd skipped an exam because of some reason (I can't remember) but back then I dropped an exam score so she was plugging along just fine. Then, as the run-up to the vote on the tax/bonds for Cowboys Stadium heightened, she (and the other cheerleaders) started getting big-bucks gigs making promotional appearances to whip up support. Unfortunately, several of those were coming up right as another exam was scheduled. She asked me if she could get an extra skip, because she had a chance to make $10,000 in a week with those appearances. I told her I couldn't give her that and be fair to the rest of the class, but I also suggested she address it as a business decision. Lessee ... $10,000 over here. Over here, you'll be out around $1,200 for the course, and you'll get an F ... but they have a grade forgiveness policy, so that probably won't ultimately hurt you at all. She chose to make the appearances (and make the money) and I didn't blame her a bit.

    My other story's from a couple of years ago. I was in one of those intense, two-week sessions where the class meets four hours a day. You grab any chance to mix up the discussion you can. Anyway, one day I was talking about something in services and asked if anyone at the time was working in retail. This really nondescript young lady raised her hand. She was the sweatsuits-and-baseball-cap-all-the-time kind of kid. Any, she says, "Yeah, I work in retail." When I asked where, she said "Victoria's Secret." I have never seen 15 young men aroused from a mid-afternoon stupor as instantaneously as that. I'm talking napping-to-full-on-alert in a microsecond. I had to fight like hell to not laugh out loud.
     
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