To lead off this edition of Fangirl Friday (where the knowledge gets displaced in favor of salivating like the Bitches we still are despite our smarts for a full 24 hours!), nobody deserves it more than Tennessee Vols senior guard Chris Lofton. He was the building block for the current Vols team, a team that, without a doubt, truly embodied the idea of playing with heart even before this story was released. If you ever get a chance, YouTube or catch the Memphis/Tennessee game on ESPN Classic, undoubtedly the best college game in all of 07-08. That game glorified what makes college basketball (and all college sports) so wonderful - all 10 men on the court playing like every second mattered (which it should in every athletic event, but that's a rant we won't discuss). Despite the Vols streaky shooting and inability to defend the 3 throughout the season, this was a team that was able to be a national championship contender simply because they seemed to care about winning every game, even when overmatched. When Bruce Pearl is your coach, you don't expect much else.
And then you find out weeks later that Chris Lofton played the entire season basically about 6-10 months removed from being diagnosed with cancer. I am guilty, like many others, of accusing Lofton of playing half-assed after winning the SEC POY award in 06-07, and not looking ANYTHING like his old 3pt dagger shooting self. And of course, now it's clear. His stubborn pride to never reveal his health issues are admirable, and the battle he overcame, from the cancer to the criticism, is something few could ever have the strength to do. We here at Real Bitches, particularly myself and Ms Lauren (We're both leaders of the Bruce Pearl fan club), hope nothing more than for Lofton to get a shot at the NBA. A 3 point shooter is one of the most valuable things a team can have!
And now, onto the others...
From Lisa:
This is Joey JoJo John Joseph Harrington:
You may be most accustomed to seeing him like this:
He is perfection. Well, unless you're talking about quarterbacking, because he pretty much sucks at that.
From Laser Rocket Arm:
Personality has almost always trumped looks in the Whom I Find Hot contest, which is why I adore Nick Swisher. Even though there's times I want to yell DEAR GOD WHERE IS YOUR OFF SWITCH he's obviously having so much fun it's contagious. He runs face-first into outfield walls after catching fly balls, takes childlike delight in playing himself in a video game, seems to believe that facial hair can be an artistic expression and can bring out the best in even the biggest clubhouse asshole. Come on, he got Milton Bradley to DANCE with him. That's no small feat. But as seen by this picture, don't bug him when he's playing Guitar Hero. As a wise woman once said, bitches love Swish.
From Maggie, who is also having a craptacular week and deserves the love of this:
Fangirl Fridays are for generalized fangirling, right? Well, the thing you really need to know about me is that deep down, I'm a 12 year old boy at heart, and nothing gets my inner fangirl all twitterpated than a good, blockbuster adaptation of a comic book. This should explain in no small part why I rushed home, grabbed my husband, and flew out of the house in order to sit on my ass in a freezing cold movie theatre for two hours watching an action movie about a guy who drinks too much flying around in a shiny suit.
In my defense, that action movie was Iron Man, and this fangirl loves her some Tony Stark. Okay, yeah, sure, in the comics now, Tony's kind of a fascist prick, but in general? He's awesomely snarky and sarcastic and holy God, kind of awesome.
And so was the movie. Explosions! Pretty cars! Fights! CGI! Robert Downey, Jr. becoming inexplicably sexy when covered with sweat and sneering and pouring molten metal! You should all go see it. And you should stay until the end of the credits.
Whatever, here's the trailer. The movie's awesome. Go see it.
Aaaaaand thus concludes another fun-filled edition of Fangirl Friday, where athletes that suck can be appreciated for something, at least. We will resume all normal bitching and bantering shortly, including an exciting post by moi mocking everyone who is an asshole for declaring for the NBA Draft, and also the Suns for ever thinking trading for Shaq was a brilliant idea. Stay tuned!
