A Guy With An Italian Last Name Discusses A Horse Head That Isn’t Destined For Some Guys Bed.Posted: March 4, 2011
I am easily distracted. My attention can easily be drawn by shiny objects, motion or whatever else is in the category of “stuff that keeps me from doing what I really need or want to focus on.” I suppose that means I’d have been a really bad fish. Perhaps I’d have been a good fish, but the day would come when I saw something shiny.
One bite later I’d be on my way to a sushi bar.
This week I’ve had the chance to be at a college basketball tournament for several days. There are just games upon games to be seen. It hasn’t been a bad deal for me. I could easily pass a day watching basketball. For the most part, that’s what I’ve done the past couple days.
There was this exception. The shiny object. I walked back into the seating area as two teams warmed up for the next game. The cheerleaders were also on the floor. One particular cheerleader caught and held my attention the entire game.
Was it her spunkiness and feminine charms? Nope. Did she make me finally understand how endlessly chanting “be aggressive, b. e. aggressive” can inspire a team to victory? No, I still find that really irritating.
What caught my eye and initially drove me to fits of laughter was that apparently the teams mascot, a person in a blue horse costume, was not available for the game. So, somehow the decision was made that this woman would wear a different cheerleader uniform than the rest of the squad, a pair of blue gloves and a disproportionately large, perpetually smiling, blue mascot horse head.
Out of a mix of my juvenile sense of humor, an idea that this could only end disastrously and curiosity how long this centaur cheerleader would put up with this idea, I watched her.
It is anyone’s guess how the decision was made that this young woman would don the horse head. I’m not really familiar with cheerleader culture. I have got to believe that she was the one last chosen to be on the squad.
I know that, sadly, the cheerleader’s team did lose. I do not know how, because I watched her instead of the game. She worked her tail off and did almost everything the other cheerleaders did. It was really compelling to watch. Compelling, with a side of strange looking. Maybe a ramekin of strange looking.
For obvious reasons, I could not tell if she chanted “be aggressive”.
I am not an entrepreneur. If I ever do start a business, I will ask all my applicants to describe their most embarrassing moment. If one of them ever says, “well, I wore a blue horse head and a cheerleader outfit” I will hire her on the spot. She is clearly the type who will do whatever needs doing.
You know, I should have been in Human Resources.
You go centaur girl.