At a football game recently, the Cheerleaders paraded out to the cheers of the crowd. Yes, they were hot and clad in skimpy and sexy outfits. Yes they were pleasing to the eyes. Yes, they revealed a lot of skin. Behind me, a middle-aged man was making fun of his buddy as he leered at the girls old enough to be his granddaughter, “Oh you are going to have a stroke!” he jokingly said. The guy probably was going to have a stroke but it wasn’t the kind his buddy meant.
As I watched the pleasing-to-the-eye distraction, I thought to myself, “Is this really necessary?” With the fake smiles and midriff-baring outfits, leered and lusted at by old men like me. Hey, I was just kidding! I wasn’t lusting! I wondered about the whole meaning and aptness of this. A man’s game with a side show of hot chicks? What’s the connection? Who came up with this stuff? Maybe the same people who thought it was a great idea for hot chicks to do beer commercials and just about anything else that needs selling to the masses?
Back to the cheerleaders. Well they were standing on each other, doing lateral splits that threatened the frail hearts of the aging, falling into the arms of their beefy male catchers, gyrating, waving, doing whatever it takes to charm the crowd. The girls behind me barely noticed, too bad. The men behind me barely noticed a game was going on. Too bad.
Like I said, it’s dumb and utterly useless and maybe even a step back for female empowerment but hey, they looked darn good out there!