The concept of cheerleading is a pretty amazing one. They are like a cold beer on a Sunday afternoon for NFL football. Similarly, they are like a beer on a Saturday night while watching a UFC event. I guess what I'm trying to say is that much like the icing on the proverbial cake, cheerleaders take a sporting event and make it so much more via the addition of gorgeous, fit, gyrating women. With all that said however, they aren't a necessity in the NFL for example. The game can function without them, but they absolutely add something pretty wonderful. As such, they get paid next to nothing.
When the Washington Redskins took their cheerleading squad to Costa Rica in for a calendar photo shoot, the first cause for concern among the cheerleaders came when Redskins officials collected their passports upon arrival at the resort, depriving them of their official identification. For the photo shoot, at the adults-only Occidental Grand Papagayo resort on Culebra Bay, some of the cheerleaders said they were required to be topless, though the photographs used for the calendar would not show nudity. Others wore nothing but body paint. A contingent of sponsors and FedExField suite holders — all men — were granted up-close access to the photo shoots. They had a special assignment for the night.
Fiver former cheerleaders for the Washington, DC team have claimed they were repeatedly made to feel uncomfortable during a week-long calendar shoot in Costa Rica in — for which they were paid nothing except travel and food reimbursements. Secluded at an adults-only resort in Culebra Bay, the cheerleaders said they were forced to pose topless during the calendar shoot while team sponsors — all male — looked on. Redskins president Bruce Allen said in a statement that the team was looking into the situation, and treating the allegations seriously. We respect each other and our craft. The team also provided two other cheerleaders for interviews, who both said they had been on the trip and had enjoyed themselves.
But first, he had to overcome another obstacle before him. He poked his head around the kitchen door, spotting his mother standing by the kitchen table, folding clothes, a radio in the background playing pop music that she slowly rolled her hips to. He wanted to quip that she was a little too old to be dancing like that, but it wouldnt be a strong opening for what he wanted to ask. Mooooom. he asked, stepping into the room with a vibrant smile.