I Am SUCH a Jock

A Fantasy in Photos

I know who won Wimbledon, and who won the World Cup. I've never felt so sporty.



Congrats to Amelie Mauresmo who walked off the court at Wimbledon a winner. Check out AfterEllen.com's roundup of Amelie's win, and the significance of her being an out lesbian in women's tennis. AfterEllen also pays tribute lesbian goddess Martina. Love them!

MEANWHILE, my head has been spinning with World Cup fever ...

Mark Simpson, possibly my favorite smartass gay thinker ever, says it was the sporno spirit that really made Italy the winner:

 

I'm keeping tabs on my straight pal, cool-dude-Bob, in his new job over at the World Championship Sports Network where he seems to have a keen eye for sexy, sweaty jocks -- AND has the generosity of spirit to send me links to help alleviate any potential moments of boredom in my workday ... because he knows I love sports, I mean.

Photos: The Final -- Italy Captures the Cup
Photos: France vs. Portugal: Viva Zizou!

 

My adored blogger-buddy Joe.My.God almost made me wet my pants with his ultra-jock account of HIS World Cup weekend, which even includes a vocabulary tickler:

"Over the last month I watched more soccer than in the previous 46 years of my life... For the Final, the Farmboyz, Vasco, David and I joined a extremely packed house at Chelsea's Gym Bar, arriving at the unholy hour of 1:30pm. I was already hungover and sleep deprived from the previous night, in which the Farmboyz and I visited the East Village's Boys' Room, the twink bar to end all twink bars, where we squicked out the young smooth baby fags with our creepy elderly hairiness." Keep Reading...

And finally, the men of Queerty don't fail to entertain by riding the fine line between reporting and smut:




God, I love SPORTS, but now that World Cup is over, this blog will get back to more cerebral topics, I'm sure.

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