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.

Breaux-mosexual

Worse than this kid's hair is the fact that he expects me to believe his name is seriously, Breaux.

Vadims shall punish you.

give me one good reason why you aren't watching water polo. cos i'll give you 13+ reasons why you should:



i can't totally explain my absurd allegiance to this team, but i expect is has to do with the following: the first match I watched this year was Montenegro vs. Hungary, and like a freshly hatched alligator baby, I attached myself to the first thing i saw. or maybe it's because this is Montenegro's first Olympics as an independent nation, and everybody loves an underdog.

or it might just be because the entire squad is totally hot.

















hooray!

thank you for waterpolo players.

i don't use the term beefcake often (or ever, because it makes me LOL) but Florian Naroska from Germany is pretty much a beefcake.
i won't question any of his questionable characteristics (lime green speedo?), because in the end it doesn't matter. dude's unreal. would you tell Jesus that sandals are kind of gay? no, you wouldn't. deal with it.

Mister Congeniality

Diego Hypolito seems like he has a really great "personality".
But besides that, who can you honestly say has so effectively upstaged JESUS CHRIST?

Well done, my flexible friend.

SUSS n BOLLS

BOLL SUSS BOLL SUSS BOLL


SUSSY BOLLS?

gingerlympics

today i wrote an email to Christian Suss to tell him that he had won the gold medal in the men's all-around sexy ginger.








the Olympics Committee informed me that this event did not exist and that i must issue a formal apology to Mr. Suss. ugh. sorry, Christian. CALL ME!!

4 x hottie

the U.S. Olympic team has never lost the men's 400 medley relay. they just keep getting faster. and hotter. at this rate, they are going to be crazy hot by 2012. i've made a chart:



note: i realize that the relay is made up of four men, and i looked and looked but there just don't seem to be any pictures of the 4th guy. like the photographers completely forgot about him. totally weird.

Spitz & Swallowz

Mark Spitz, won 7 gold medals in 1972 Olympics, is (was and will always be) sexy.

the Olympics got a little less sexy today...

mercilessly hot Mark Foster did not qualify for the semifinals in his only event, at what were most likely his last Olympics. at least now he'll have some time to work on his novel or, you know, do more of this sort of thing.

still, i'm sad to see him go. had we but world enough, and time, Mark Foster...

Because his bathing suit looks like underpants in this photo. That's why

Ryan Lochte >>>>>>>>> Michael Phelps

also, he's not Michael Phelps.

congratulations to Aaron Peirsol, who took the gold medal in yesterday's dreamboat competition!



hooray for me!

A Brief Note On Michael Phelps.

Image c/o Caileen's dreams.

The only way to look at Michael Phelps, because his face is butt.

(note that this is not technically a "paper bag"- it's a reusable canvas bag that mimics the effect of paper bagging a butterface. I <3 Planet Earth)

Thanks Mike!

Oooh la Latvia....

From the moment they walked in, shaved heads and all, to National Stadium, I experienced a new and unprecedented love. A love only deserved by a small Northern European country that just happens to be chock full of beefcakes. Not just any beefcakes, but beefcakes who can send a javelin flying clear across the Gulf of Riga, soaring over the Baltic Sea, whizzing past Norway, cruising over the Atlantic and straight through my heart.




















Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Vadims Vasilevskis.

If you're not visually tickled by Vadims, I give you a small excerpt from a sparkling interview conducted for the Beijing 2008 website. 

 

Q: Who are the people that have meant the most to you through the years? Why?

A: Myself

-Caileen MFK.

WELCOME TO BEIJING

Greetings, sportsfans. Let's not waste any time with formalities: in this blog you will find an exhaustive and penetrative examination of this years hottest male Olympians.


LET THE GAMES BEGIN!



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