And while I rarely opt to play the hottie card and would never want to marginalize the immense talents of the Lynx by focusing on the superficial, after a (half) season of hearing about Ricky Rubio’s eyeball-shattering man beauty I think it’s OK to note, in the classiest and most respectful way possible, that the Lynx are not too hard on the eyes, if you know what I mean. (I mean they’re super attractive to look at.)
Come on, you guys. I know I can’t be the only one who noticed this. And while we can hopefully credit this shameful, collective lack of attention on the superficial to the success of feminist movement, I say maybe we back off a little bit for the good of the people. For years, we’ve been plagued by Joe Mauer’s goofy mug hocking ice cream from every billboard in town. Let’s share the love, Minnesota. A billboard with Devereaux Peters selling me brake shoes? Yes, please. Will I buy cottage cheese if Rebekkah Brunson tells me to? Where’s my spoon? Seimone Augustus’ tattoos alone merit an exhibit at the Walker.