“Cheer” is the series America needs right now.
The six-part Netflix documentary follows a team of iron-willed cheerleaders and their take-no-prisoners coach from Navarro College, a community college in Corsicana, Texas, as they prepare for the 2019 national championship competition in Daytona Beach, Fla.
We meet coach Monica Aldama, a Corsicana native who has led the school’s cheer team to 14 national championships. She has a finance degree and an MBA from the University of Texas. She hunts for efficiencies. She makes backup plans for her backup plans’ backup plans. She approaches the sport’s complicated scoring system like a profit-and-loss report, and loss is not her forte.
We meet Jerry Harris, a gentle and generous soul who grew up poor and sometimes homeless in Chicago. His mom died young of cancer. His team is his family, and he shores them up with muscle, love and good will.
We meet Morgan Simianer, whose parents abandoned her and her older brother, leaving them to fend for themselves in a Wyoming trailer until her grandparents stepped in.
We meet La’Darius Marshall, a talented athlete who survived childhood sexual abuse and severe bullying from neighbors and relatives who couldn’t accept him being gay.
We meet Lexi Brumback, a quiet girl who dropped out of high school and spent time in jail. In one episode, she has to figure out how to tell her coaches that someone has put nude, underage photos of her on Twitter.
The Navarro team is 40 strong. Each person we meet is as compelling and complicated as the next. And because we get to spend six full hours with them, over the course of the series, we get a lingering, nuanced look at a group of people who are, too often, categorized and dismissed after a single glance: Big-haired cheerleaders. Kids from broken homes. Hard-charging coach. Small-town, God-fearing Texans who surround these kids — watch them and teach them and judge them and root for them.
I started watching it, curious to see what all the hype and memes and celebrity gushing were about. Simone Biles has joked she wants to try out for the Navarro team. The Wall Street Journal interviewed Aldama about her recipe for success. Chrissy Teigen is obsessed with the series, and “Saturday Night Live” parodied it.
“JJ Watt tweeted about it,” I told my 10-year-old, figuring an NFL player’s endorsement would get him to watch a documentary about cheerleading with me. I was right. We binged three episodes.
I’m glad “Cheer”-mania is sweeping the nation. We need doses of nuance. We need to pull up and look closely at our fellow humans — their pain, their pasts, their triumphs. We need stories that guide us toward understanding.
“Cheer” does all of that and then some.
