Would you believe us if we said that we could summarize the wonder, the glory, the not-so-subtle homoeroticism, and the absolute hotness of the 2008 Olympics in one single photo? A photo that does not include the ubiquitous Mr. Phelps, even? Well, we can—and we have. Click the thumbnail and check it out in all its Tiger Beat-esque glory …
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OK, so they’re sporting bronze instead of gold—and yes, we’re missing a clear shot of Kevin Tan’s and Justin Spring’s undoubtedly lovely armpits. But c’mon: are you saying that you wouldn’t hit Jonathan Horton like a slow-moving curveball coming right down the center of the plate? ‘Cause we’d hate to see you miss the opportunity to use another sports metaphor. (Via Popnography.com)
