I grew up in a very small town — total population of less than 5,000. The high school had about 300 students, and my senior class was barely 60.
When your school is that small, and that rural, you miss out on a lot. There aren’t a lot of sports, and consequently, not a lot of cheerleaders. And of that very small pool, the chances of having several hot cheerleaders is pretty slim.
Especially hot, drunken cheerleaders. Hot, drunken cheerleaders that show up tanked to a game. Hot, drunken cheerleaders who show up to a game and pick a fight with cops.
Sometimes I think of my poor, deprived youth and weep.