CHEER STATE

For me, the hardest part of competing in cheerleading was not the nerves; it was the judges. Not only when we were all in hardcore cheer mode did the music stop, but none of our stunts fell. We were aiming for 100%. Our scorps were hyper-extended. Our heel stretches were almost up to our heads; and yet, in that one fatal moment, the music stopped. That could have been a devastating moment for any team; yet we held our composure and started counting. The routine would have been flawless if it weren't for the technical error, which in no way possible was our fault. We should have been rewarded for our composure and our technicality, but we were scored almost if we were deducted.

We spent so much time on the routine for what we thought was a disappointing outcome. We placed fourth, which really isn't that bad, but in our practices, we were coaxed into thinking that we should at least place third or better; there was no "Well... This could happen..." involved, it was straight, inferred "Hey, we have a chance to beat Valley, but nothing is going to steer us from second place." I wish we were judged fairly.


We deserved to win; the past graduating classes expected us to be not as strong the team last year... Our main goal, besides to win, was to prove them wrong. I believe we succeeded. 

Mohawk Fire!!