STAND UP, SIT DOWN, LIE, LIE, LIE

Ah yes, I remember the good old days back in high school where we rooted for the team while being lead by those cheerleaders. Well naturally, it wasn't school spirit I was thinking of when I saw all those beauties bouncing around. But you can hardly expect anyone to let you shout out what you really want to cheer about.

Well enough of remembering all those good thoughts. Actually, I was reflecting on how such cheering really did feel good at times. There was nothing like getting all excited and then seeing the team win and feeling you did your part to encourage them.

Course in reality, I'm not even sure they heard us and you can be darn sure after the game when they were in the backseat of a car with the cheerleader they weren't thinking it then. The kind of scoring going in then was not the type that we got to help cheer.

Unless you count the time the nerds in the photography club managed to capture a couple of the players and their dates do some private cheering. It did make for some interesting photos. We did enjoy them right up to the point the players decide to stuff the nerd in a trash can head first. Ahem.

Anyway I think at times I miss all that joy. Yeah, getting excited can be so much fun. It just feels so good to be that alive.

It is just a shame that real life seems to lack the opportunity to give us such chances to get that excited. Well not in term of the routine.

Which is why at times I find lying really helps. You know taking something totally boring and dull and making it sound as exciting as sex.

Now that really gets the heart pumping when you manage that effort. It can be a real challenge, but one that is well worth it when it works out.

The hard part is being able to convince somebody else that your lies were worth it. Somewhere you have to weave in a hope of victory.

The tricky part is being sure if you fail it looks like a victory. That requires even more lies you understand.

But with practice it just gets so easy. And that is when I truly have fun. It gives me such joy to let the folks think miracles will actually happen.

And when they don't, well we still enjoy making it look like they did. Another blanket of excuses and finger pointing and ah, heaven is reached.

Just without the angel, wings, haloes, golden streets and um, you get the idea. It's the condensed version. You have to squint a lot. In some cases it even works better when you close your eyes.