Why on earth would those gorgeous cheerleaders want to hang out with a guy like me? When I was in college, I asked myself that question many times. I was the antithesis of the basketball superstar. Those who stared in envy would proclaim, “He's such a geek!”
But being a geek is sexy if you wear it right. I must have worn it right.
In the late '60s the University of Dayton had a great basketball team. We also had the best cheerleaders in Ohio. The cheer team members would often sit in the student union and share their lunches with me. They would discuss their romances and debate the war. I'd help them with their homework.
I learned to appreciate their dedication to the university and their countless hours of hard work perfecting their routines. When they weren't cheering during a game, they were practicing three hours per day. When the Dayton cheerleaders entered the arena, they brought the house down.