YOU'VE got spirit!
You were my cheerleading coach during my freshman year. I was still naive and impressionable, and bought into that whole "cheerleaders are cool and sought after" Saved by the Bell vision of high school. Boy, did the shine wear off of that vision quickly! Especially when I admitted to myself that I had no interest in organized sports whatsoever.
Anyhow, you seem like a nice enough person. But we have absolutely nothing in common. Not NFL football, not the NY Mets, and definitely not NASCAR.
Your family owns a liquor store in my hometown, and if I should ever move back there permanently, I guarantee you'll see me in there. Every. Day. But I'll be so blind stinkin' drunk, I probably won't recognize you anyway.
Time for you to G-O, G-O, go Go GO!!!
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