Cheerleaders and football players are bad enough. But why are we forced to endure them dancing and playing lame-ass games every week? I mean, really, who wants to see some cheerleaders panties except for those pervy guys who'll sleep with any ol' hoe? And those songs that they play, not to mention the fact that we have to sing our school's song, makes me want to choke myself. And the screaming gives me headaches and murderous urges.