Take a Look at Your Latest Teacher Gone Wild

It was supposed to be college day for the students of Ware Shoals High School in South Carolina, a chance to learn about educational prospects at a local institution. But according to police, two of the school’s cheerleaders ditched the event (the exact date hasn’t been made public) and instead headed to a motel with Jill Moore, their coach. There, they met up for a tryst with two National Guardsmen who recruited at their school. Moore loosened things up by allegedly providing the girls with vodka. Then, the cops say, she repaired to a room with one of the soldiers and set up a different room for the two cheerleaders and the other soldier to “hook up.” According to authorities, the second Guardsman and one of the girls later admitted that they had a sexual relationship. . . .

Moore, who also worked as a guidance office clerk at the school, stands accused of a litany of inappropriate behavior. Authorities accuse her of regularly buying alcohol and cigarettes for members of her squad.

I dated a cheerleader in high school. She was sweet and kind, intelligent and bubbly, with a penchant for doing the right thing, the kind of girl you could take home to mother and make your mother feel unworthy.

I thought the world of her, but, now, after reading about the cheerleaders of Ware Shoals High School, I think I got the short end of the cheerleading stick. I think she owes me an apology.