Cheerleader of the Week: Minnesota's Toni

Here is a photo gallery of Toni in action, and here is SI.com's Cheerleader of the Week archive. I love my school, but I almost went to: UCLA. My best physical
Cheerleader of the Week: Minnesota's Toni
Cheerleader of the Week: Minnesota's Toni /

Here is a photo gallery of Toni in action, and here is SI.com's Cheerleader of the Week archive.

I love my school, but I almost went to: UCLA.

My best physical feature is: My hair.

If I had to watch one movie on loop for ever, it would be: The Departed.

If you looked at the "most played" songs on my iPod, you'd see a lot of: Joshua Radin, John Mayer and Jason Mraz.

My worst habit is: Mumbling.

My gameday superstitions are: A Red Bull before the game.

I'd love to trade places for a day with: Oprah Winfrey.

The talent I'd most like to have that I don't possess is: Drawing.

These three things top my bucket list: Ride in a hot air balloon, visit Italy, go to the moon.

I'd want my last meal to be: Steamed broccoli and cake batter ice-cream with sprinkles from Coldstone.

The most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me during a game is: Our old stadium, the Metrodome, is also home to our Major League Baseball team, the Twins. They placed tarp over the dugouts during our football games, and as I was running to the other side of the field I fell down the stairs into one. Three things I'd take to a desert island are: A dog, an astronomy book of constellations and matches.

My favorite sport and professional sports teams are: Football and basketball, but my favorite professional sports team is the Minnesota Twins.

My one guilty pleasure is: Ice cream.

My celebrity crush is: Ryan Reynolds.

Five people I'd like to have dinner with (living or dead) are: Dane Cook and The Beatles.

My friends would be surprised to know that I: Secretly wish I were an astronaut.

The next risk I want to take is: Attending graduate school.

The reality show I'd do best on is: Who Wants to be A Millionaire or So You Think You Can Dance.

The worst date I've ever been on was: A trip to Perkins.


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