Tuesday, August 12, 2008

I love the smell of chlorine in the morning

Because I accept (but don't understand) that not everyone will love the early 60s smoky environs of Sterling-Cooper, I offer my other current television obsession for your viewing pleasure: the men of Olympic water polo.No, I don't know if they are active members of the American team. Nor do I care.These hale and hearty lads are from Australia.If you've been watching (the underwater cameras!), you know it gets rough in there. And, ahhh, the Greeks, who, by all appearances, are living up to their reputation.All in a day's work.

7 comments:

jason said...

and yeay! even more.

Michael said...

Jason! I always hoped I could count on you for a warm reception.

Michael Guy said...

I still sproing a woodie for that circa 70's Mark Spitz poster. Tall, dark and handsome with a Speedo and gold medals; what's not to like?

Though I hear he's a real asshat by today's standards.

The Other Andrew said...

So polo (water or otherwise) is not so much the sport of Kings, more the sport of Queens.

Michael said...

MG, I forgot all about that poster! Yes, veddy nice.

Andrew, those Greeks! They could stuff my gyro anytime. Or. Something.

mrpeenee said...

Thank you so much for this, a bright spot on a gray, gray morning.

Chaucer's Bitch said...

AHAHAHAHAHA!

ahhh...