Sick of Cheerleaders

Ok, after having watched 768 hours of college football I am officially sick of cheerleaders. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy watching scantily clad women as much as the next guy, but there is a time and place for everything. I don’t care how attractive you are, get out of the way of my game.

It is not that I am such a die hard fan either. It is really a simple thing to me. I don’t see the point. I don’t see them adding anything to the game at all. If anything they can serve as an unnecessary distraction.

And what is with the Pom-Poms. What the hell is up with those things and why do you need them. About.com provides the following information about them:

The first use of pom poms or pompons can be traced back to the 1930s, all handmade from paper. Fred Gastoff invented the first vinyl pompoms in 1965, first used by the International Cheerleading Foundation.

I imagine that it went something like this: Year after year, game after game the poor downtrodden cheerleader is forced to cut up the newspaper so that they can create their beloved pom pom. It is a thankless job, but the cheerleader knows that if they don’t suck it up they’ll have to cheer naked and so they continue.

Finally years of indentured servitude end when a giant of a man, an innovative inventor realizes that there is a better way to it. The idea comes to him while standing in the air conditioner section of Sears. As he watches the units blow strips of vinyl in the air he is struck with an idea. Vinyl is more durable than paper and it comes in many more colors. It would be perfect for making pom poms!

And thus a new industry is born and another family’s dreams are realized thanks to the magic vinyl pom pom.

Wow, that tale is almost endearing enough to make me reconsider my position on cheerleaders, but not quite. From now if I have to watch cheerleaders I’d prefer to see something like this.