We take football very seriously around here, and we take cheer-leading even more seriously. Shit talk is common, but Majella and I have been rivals for years. At every cheer-leading competition, and every football game, we couldn't help but be at each other's throats. Wow, you're one to talk to. If your team makes even a single touchdown, this game was cut off by the bitch herself. You'll strip. Naela smirked, her pretty blonde ponytail bouncing as she tilted her head. You are going to give our boys a little strip show to congratulate them. What what the fuck are you seriously saying do you want me to flash my coach to your mouth breathers I snickered thinking she was kidding. I was wrong. That's the bet.