(Navarro has one real rival, the team at Trinity Valley Community College, which happens to be just down the road.) As you watch them cheer each other on in practice, you begin to see the team as an ouroboros of effort and encouragement: no one will ever support this team as much as this team supports itself. Navarro has won fourteen of the last twenty national championships its members mainly compete against one another, vying for a position “on mat,” meaning that they’ll get to perform at Daytona. Its growth as a true competitive sport has been so widely ignored that, in order to watch the National Cheerleading Association’s championship, held every year in Daytona Beach, you must subscribe to an obscure streaming service. Instagram has connected the cheerleading community in a new way-Gabi Butler, a principal character on “Cheer” and an early social-media cheer star, has more than eight hundred thousand followers-but the outside world still mostly thinks of cheerleading as sideline entertainment. There is a pathos, and an odd sort of magic, in élite competitive cheerleading that has something to do with its insularity. Greg Whiteley, the director of “Cheer,” who previously directed the college-football docuseries “ Last Chance U,” has said that the Navarro cheerleaders are the toughest athletes he’s ever filmed. Much of what the Navarro cheerleaders do onscreen was barred from competition, if not physically impossible, when I was cheering at a Texas high school, in the early two-thousands. In cheerleading, as in gymnastics, the upper difficulty level is being pushed higher at a thrilling and alarming rate. But, in slow motion, and set to music, these feats are so improbable that it can seem as though you’re watching the footage in reverse. At other points in the series, the cheerleaders wear mikes as they throw their stunts, and you can hear what it actually sounds like (something like a wordless bar fight) when bodies are thrown and caught with no protection beyond an intuited sense of physics and geometry and no padding except for muscle over bone.
Another girl jumps into a basket-the foundation created when two cheerleaders lock their hands and wrists into a square-and soars twenty feet toward the ceiling, then does a back tuck in a pike position, executes two full twists, and falls into the waiting cradle as smoothly as a baseball finding a glove. One girl dives upside down, beaming, into a cradle of outstretched arms, then flings herself back upright into perfect stillness atop the shoulders of a girl who’s standing on another cheerleader’s shoulders.
As it plays, the camera, in slow motion, follows a series of “top girls,” the tiny, flexible cheerleaders who are catapulted and balanced in the air during stunts. It can be for just a night or possibly grow into more.The title sequence in the first episode of “Cheer,” the new Netflix documentary series about a championship-gobbling cheerleading team at Navarro College, in Corsicana, Texas, is scored to “ Welcome to My World,” a gentle ballad from the early sixties. Please contact me if your interested in getting to know each other for a discreet private rendevouz.
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