i love still being best friends with the girl i pushed off a bench because she had her arms and knees tucked up into her cheer sweater, in front of a couple hundred people, during the football half time show, 16 years ago.
there was nothing to break her fall.
except for her right shoulder.
and maybe her face.
it was the greatest thing i've ever witnessed/played part in.
and worth getting in our one and only fight.
she didn't stay mad for long.
i was the happiest mustached, hefty 5'9, fellow cheerleader that gave her rides to lunch daily in my 1986 red chrysler laser (with T tops). that's the kinda friend you'll have for life.
love you mariah. thanks for the fun times in ktown. even if i was always toting around a ziploc bag full of skittles and rebelling against my 3D glasses.