The Monday Mmm: Alexandre Pato
Pato is obviously in pain. Don’t you dare gawk from afar; run to offer immediate bum-rubbing assistance. We’ll wait.
Pato is obviously in pain. Don’t you dare gawk from afar; run to offer immediate bum-rubbing assistance. We’ll wait.
If Sergio Ramos stripped off after a game and threw his sweaty shorts at us, would we react like this lady and clutch them to our chests in delight, squealing with the knowledge that we possess some DNA-related material that few (okay, many) women have had the opportunity to get close to?
Why yes, yes we would.
We’re sure many of you have seen the brilliant Pepsi/Pesi ad with Fernando Torres popping up on the internet of late, and the new Refresh Your World pics have been doing the rounds too.
Real talk: everyone else should just throw in their marketing towels now. This is a campaign we can get fully behind (and in front of) and will support wholeheartedly, because, well, it involves footballers and body paint.
Some men take years to mature to the point where they’re comfortable ripping off their shirts and airing their abs to the wind; others, not so much.
An obvious example of this is eighteen-year-old Jack Rodwell. He’s got no qualms about flexing those baby biceps for the world. We applaud his early commitment to objectification. By us.
Bonus: Jamie O’Hara also nixed the base layers this weekend. Well done to both of the lads. Not quite sure what happened here, though. Handbags!
Link: Watch the video of Rodwell’s shirt removal (but turn your sound down first).
Grafite. Pronounced “Gra-fee-teh”. We believe this man’s booty (and booty pop) should be a more highly-regarded art form than the property-defacing activity that shares his name pronunciation.
As you were.
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