Personal Narrative On Cheer Team Performance

You are acting like a five year old that has never cheered a day in their life.” I replied with “ Why don't you get on this floor and do this impossible routine without messing up. I have a life. I do other things besides cheerleading and I really don't feel like risking my life today to make y'all happy.” My teammates gasped and groaned and prepared themselves for the conditioning they would receive. The coaches were silent for a few minutes and everyone was preparing themselves for the worst.

After meandering around for a while, it was our turn to practice. We trekked down the long corridors down to the field and performed to the best of our ability while out coach looked on, scrutinizing out every move. "Remember, there aren't many of us so if we want to place we need to make sure that the quality of the routine is outstanding," she reminded us. All of our grueling 6:00 practices weeks in advance had lead up to this. In just a few moments we were going to perform in front of the slew of stern judges. Rehearsing our routine beforehand, however, did little to fend off the anticipation we all

1-2-3 up I was in the doing great and not moving around. It was the beginning of the 6th grade cheer season grade cheer season. I was trying out to be a flyer for the stunt.

When I was 9 years old, I started this thing called competitive or all-star cheerleading. My goal at the time was to make it on a level 5 team and compete at the World Championship. Within my first 5 seasons I had a lot of trouble with my tumbling, which prevented me from moving past level 4. Before my sixth season I switched cheer gyms. My parents believed in my goals so much that they drove me an hour and half to and from practice two to three times a week. Within my first year at Tribe which was my new gym, my tumbling issues never got resolved. That left me on a level 3 team where I never believed I was good enough. The next year I was again put on a level 3 team. Now in my eighth season I was put on a level 3 team yet again. I wanted to quit, but my coach showed me that tumbling did not define me and allowed me to fall in love with the sport all over again.

We made changes to the routine, trying to maximize the difficulty of our high flying stunts and choreography. Things like injury or frustration for not getting a certain skill often set us back, but our determination always brought us back stronger. Everyone team member plays a big role in cheer. A stunt can only go up if every single person is present, doing every intricate move in sync. Our bodies were constantly sore and exhausted. But the thought of getting to compete at the highest level was enough for us to push

Again, tryouts came for the next greuling school year. The only difference from last year, I was prepared. I knew the cheers, I knew the feeling of standing in front of crowd so ecstatic from a winning game and I knew the feeling of a crowd sitting at a loss for words in the face of defeat. I knew my goal and I was absolutely determined to reach it. I could only be described as a lioness on the prowl and the Varsity squad was my prey. Just as anxious as the year before, though this time with a hint of confidence, I made my tryout a culmination of completely everything I had learned from my wildly experienced past. That night, I reached my ultimate goal and earned the prized name of Varsity cheerleader. The next day I practically walked around with an enormous V on my forehead, honored by the position. With all this positivity, I knew there was something to come. That same summer, I hadn’t received a lucky chance to become even a contender in the

I woke up to my mom entering my room screaming, “ ITS GAME DAY!” Instead of waking up to my usual routine, sluggish and begging for more sleep, today was completely different. It was a beautiful and sunny Saturday in December. I still was in shock my school finally made it to the championship game. It felt like a dream as if my mother never woke me up by her yelling. I knew this was a huge game and something I would remember forever. Considering the high circumstances of this game I knew I had to be one hundred percent ready to play my best. My head coach, Coach Sphire wanted all of us players to report to the film room by noon that day. As time past by my team I had discussed many offensive and defensive plays, watched film, and prepared ourselves

During my elementary years, my second home was at the cheerleading gym. Each week, I would spend over sixteen hours in Shrewsbury, PA practicing with my cheer team for competitions. I was a member of Titanium Athletics, an allstar cheer team that trained to compete against other teams all over the country. Cheer was essentially my entire life for five years, and I had no idea how much my family and I would be impacted when I quit.

I made sure to act very confident at tryouts so it would not be a repeat of the year before. The high school tryouts felt completely different. I was more confident, louder, and overall a better cheerleader. All the hard work I put in really paid off. The day after tryouts, I remember I was in the parking lot of the eye doctor’s office when the teams had been posted. I was so nervous I would be let down again, so I made my mom check first. Typically freshman year girls cheer for the freshman team, but my mom did not see my name there. Panicking, I took her phone and double checked scrolling to see the other teams. Sure enough, my name was not on the freshman team. My name was under junior varsity! I surpassed my goal I made a team that only a few girls my age

Although it isit's very typical one might say that they belong in a sport, especially cheerleading, it's what makes me different because of all the experiences I’ve gone through and learned from while in the sport. Like most young adults, I never really had much self-esteem and confidence in myself so I thought that cheerleading could boost that up. I dedicated most of my high school career in this sport in the hopes of me transitioning into a confident woman. However, I didn't only learn how to be confident, I also learned how to take the initiative and speak up for what I believe in. Cheerleading distinguishes me from my peers because of the woman I then became, I was more loud and proud kind of a girl. In my school, cheerleading is the most

I can vividly remember the summer before fifth grade. My good friends begged me to participate in a school sport where the mere thought of it pushed me past my comfort zone. They wanted me to join cheerleading. The thought of being “loud and peppy” in front of a large group of people seemed absurd. At the time, I was a quiet and shy girl who felt totally intimidated with what cheerleading entailed. Little did I know that cheerleading would drastically change me into the person that I am today.

I became a National Champion performing on a fractured pelvic bone and a reattached hamstring; it sounds very reckless of me but hear me out. I was a part of a competitive cheerleading team my freshman year and was - or still my favorite sport.

Going to high school for the first time, I couldn’t decide if I should try out for the cheerleading team or wait a year. Since I had time and had been on the other squads, I decided “why not?” I had nothing to lose but a lot to gain. Tryouts were not as hard as I thought, but I just knew I had to be on the squads. The tryout consisted of learning the routine they made up. Making up your own routine, doing splits, and making a chant, Yet although these things were not that hard, I still was not sure whether I would make the team or not. The time came for the judges to make their decision on who made the squad. Totaling the votes, they handed the results to the coach. She gave her speech that all coaches give. E were all good, but only few could

We all awaited to hear the starting line up, I was nervous to know if I was going to start. Rumor had it that if you didn't start you didn't play much. Finally after what had felt like an hour. He said that the starting 5 was Anderson, Ronan, Me, Andrew, and Tyler. We were ready to go, we had done way too much practice to lose our first game. The crowd was silent as anderson came up for the tip off I was shaking substiantly as was our team because we were all nervous and didn't want to mess up at our first cornerstone game. Tweet we were off and Anderson won the tip and passed it to me I then passed it to Tyler and he scored. We then stole the ball again and I scored. This happened repeatedly with different people. We ended up winning by 60 points. The next practice we were all messing around and not trying much because we were all still juiced about our past

Once the hour was up, I headed up the stairs to find my team gathered together and stretching. I sat and joined the clutter of cheerleaders to stretch myself as well so I don’t get hurt during my performance. Our coach finally showed up and ordered us to huddle up around her. “Close your eyes,” she demanded. We all new exactly what this meant. I obeyed her orders and listened for her to turn on our music for the routine. “Ding Ding. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…” I started counting and imagining every step and motion I take in the routine we are about to perform. After the 2 minutes and 30 seconds was up, I opened my eyes, Stood up with the rest of the squad, and followed our coach down to the practice area. We waited for our turn to warm up stunts. After about 5 minutes, one of the staff members instructed us that it was our turn in the dead mat. We had 6 minutes on each floor: stunts, then tumbling, then the big floor which is where we mark and run through our entire routine. Once done with all of that, we walked over, panting, to the drinking fountain and filled our plastic cup we were given with water. I threw away my cup and walked over to my coach, still trying to catch my breathe. The others joined and she gave us a pep talk. We all bowed our heads to pray, then got in our walk-in lines. I looked at the girl next to me,” We got this. It will all hit if you just believe in yourself and everyone