We were learning a new pyramid. I was the base. My hands? Sweaty. My grip? Questionable. My attitude? At one point, the flyer slipped, and I caught her by her ponytail. She survived. We called it a win.
After we won (obviously), I celebrated so hard that I tripped over a megaphone, fell into the snack table, and emerged wearing nacho cheese like a badge of honor. Someone yelled “TIFFANY, YOU’RE A MESS.” And I yelled back, “THANK YOU, THAT’S THE POINT.” Tiffany La Sucia Cheerleader Blog
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