hahahhaha.

hahahahahahaha. oh, curling. curling is like bowling and cleaning, only colder. oh, curlers. there is nothing dignified about what you do.

despite their pants, the Norwegian team is surprisingly hot (in a boring Nordic sort of way.) they are perhaps the hottest in their field - which isn't saying much, since most curlers look like middle school math teachers.





Torger Nergaard


Haavard Vad Petersson


Thomas Ulsrud




still, dudes, lose the pants. LITERALLY! AM I RIGHT?!

This is Felix

This is Felix Loch, 20, of Germany, who won gold in Men's single Luge.
Obvz he's hot bawls, but the really attractive thing about him is how effing excited he is.






He's like, "OMFG GOOOOLD I LOVE GOLD LETS GET CRAZY!1111!!!11"

I feel you, Felix. Call me.

"the most mysterious man of the Winter Olympics."

one cold, Canadian Valentine's Day night, i was drinking myself into blissful oblivion in a subterranean Canadian bar. it was two days into the Vancouver Olympics and the excitement was still fresh. i sat with all the other sad, lonely Canadians and watched some stupid made-up sport on a discolored tv.

apparently it was Men's Moguls, which is somehow different from other forms of skiing. the Canadian skiier was able to get to the bottom of the hill the fastest, while doing some jumps and flips and shit. he did all this without falling down, and therefore won the event. whilst the Canadians jubilantly and Canadianly cheered for their countryman, their dorky little anthem played, and i was distracted by the unsmiling visage of the silver medalist from Australia.

his name is Dale Begg-Smith, and he was not happy, because he also did flips and jumps and shit and didn't fall down, but he didn't do it as fast. so he was very mad, but it suited his sexy, stubbly features. Dale Begg-Smith was thusly awarded the gold medal in Sexyface.










also, apparently he peddles Spyware. so that's awesome. Dale Begg-Smith, you can H4xx0r me anytime.

it's not over til it's over.

the 2008 Summer Olympics might be over for the rest of the world, but not for us. we have about 20+ hours of Olympic coverage on our DVR, and as far as i'm concerned, it will be August 2008 in my heart FOREVER.

i don't know why handball isn't a more widely played/publicized sport, its awesome. here are the winners of the gold medal match:


Luc Abalo, France



Gudjon Sigurdsson and Robert Gunnarsson, Iceland


Bertrand and Guillaume Gille, France. (brothers! well done, Mr. & Mrs. Gille!)



Bjorgvin Pall Gustavsson, Iceland.
the Olympics put everyone on the same level. in their uniforms, Europeans are stripped of their tracksuits, superfluous body jewelry, and goofy haircuts. this dude managed to get around all those things (sweet tat, Bjorgvin!) but i swear he was totally hot. i have it DVRed, so i'll prove it.

Norway Gets Gold.

Sadly, my man Vadims did not medal (though he qualified in first for the finals, he ended up ninth), Mr Andreas Thorkildsen of Norway is a totally satisfactory athlete to settle for.

What the fuck are we going to do tomorrow?

A convergence of Heritages

I know this is from 2004 Olympics, which I was regrettable not as "into" as the Beijing counterpart. Alas, I invite you all to gaze at Kenny Egan, Ireland (center) standing regally with Lykavittos Hill in the background. I also invite you to delicately slip those shorts down below his knees, to lift his arms and get rid of that pesky top and imagine this Irishman standing mere feet from the Acropolis in nothing but gold medal.

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Ladies & Gentlemen, a true DECATHLETE.



A man who wears (cubic zirconia?) Diamond studs as he does that long jump.



A man who (pending request acceptance) will soon be my newest and hottest facebook friend & the subject of several engagement requests on aforementioned social networking site.

Let's do it Trey. Let's do it TEN different ways.