talk smack (v) To talk trash … casting doubt on a person’s ability. Ex: Before the fight, the boxers were talking smack to each other.
This is Babs. Doesn’t she look dignified? Of course, she can be very dignified, but she also has a hilarious wit. She is married to a doctor and is herself a dialysis nurse, so obviously there are many times in her life when she has to be dignified and serious — but, when she is with friends, her wit is what you see. And sometimes, she can even talk a little smack (all in fun, of course)!
This is Karen, the most popular girl in our class. She was and is fun and witty, was a cheerleader and was elected prom queen (the epitomy of popular when we were in high school). One of her “claims to fame” was her cheerleading ability … and specifically her jump. She was one of those especially agile cheerleaders who could jump high in the air and extend her legs straight out to both sides. But, Karen could and would take that one step further. She would jump high in the air, do a perfect splits in the air and then maintain that pose all the way to the floor, landing in perfect splits. When I would see that jump coming during a game, I would watch the fans on the other side of the gymnasium, because it was fun to hear them gasp and see them obviously talking about it after she had done that spectacular jump.
Now, let me just say there is much of being a freshman in high school that I have forgotten. But, I do remember that many of us (including Babs, Bons and me) had hopes in the back of our minds that we could be cheerleaders. Never mind how realistic our hopes were (or how little our talent) there were many of us who tried out for cheerleading.
And then there was a reality check for most of us. Even though many tried out, few were chosen. With Karen, I’m sure, at the top of that list. And no one could have denied that Karen was a natural at it, so we were all still friends.
Well, at the reunion Saturday night, Babs told me that it was time for a “wrong to be righted” — she was the one who should have been a cheerleader instead of Karen. So, she and Bons were going to challenge Karen to a face-off. It took me a while to figure out why Babs needed Bons to do it with her.
I caught a picture of Babs talking to Kathy, Keith’s wife, who was a cheerleader a couple years younger than us. Maybe Babs is asking Kathy for some “insider” cheerleading tips!?
It looks like our friend Sue may be reminding Babs of the words to an old favorite cheer, “Go, Fight, WIN!”
Babs told me that when the time came for the challenge, I should make everyone stand waayyyy back because she would need as much room as possible to do her cheer. And then I asked her how Bons figured into the challenge and Babs replied that she was going to do the actual cheer, but she had appointed Bons as her designated “jumper”. See Babs pointing at Bons? And I think it’s pretty obvious from the look in Bons’ eyes that she’s thinking, “Like that’s going to happen!”
While all of this was going on, if Karen was nervous that she was being challenged, she hid it well. She did a good job of acting like she was having a great time, and wasn’t nervous at all.
And then, just like when we were in school, there was a reality check. I don’t know if it was something that Karen told her (maybe that she could still do her signature jump?) that made her drop the challenge, or if it was Bons’ laughing refusal to be the designated jumper, but Babs dropped it. (I suspect that was always the plan.)
This whole little Babs-created drama was a great sub-text to the reunion Saturday night. I don’t think she ever really planned to do the challenge, but all of the conversation, speculation and laughs it generated were really fun.
Babs is a nurse at a location where kidney patients receive dialysis. I’ve heard that people who have to do that regularly, not surprisingly, come to dread those visits. But, if you had to have dialysis, wouldn’t it make it a little easier if you had a nurse like Babs? Someone who always has a smile, a caring word and even a funny comment once in a while?
I’m sorry you didn’t get to do your cheerleading challenge, Babs, because I know it would have been memorable. But, when you think about it, with your personality, I’m guessing you have been a wonderful cheerleader to all the patients you have taken care of over the years! And, I’m also guessing, while some lifting and pushing might have been required, you probably weren’t ever required to do a jump!