A-Rod You’ve Been Replaced.
by Madeline Iva
There are parts of summer I love. Days spent on a river that’s lazy-slow, and long hot nights where you itch to be out late having drinks and people watching. These are the kind of evenings where you can give in to baseball.
It’s not always a fast game. But it’s an excellent game for winding down after a long day.
It’s certainly not a violent game. (Unless you’re David Ortiz and there’s a phone handy.)
Yet it does suffer to some degree from those funny little pants they wear and from a sometimes significant lack of male hotness. At least I think so.
For instance: what’s with all the Amish beards the guys are sporting lately? Is hipster fashion creeping into the dugout? I don’t get it.
Some of you would protest this. You ladies like—love!—the A-Rod. Some have the hots for Derek Jeter.
I’ve never gotten it myself–with either guy, but maybe that’s just the Red Sox fan in me. I have serious blinders on when it comes to Yankees. But where Madonna leads, many will follow.
Ladies, there’s a new kid on the block. A Red Sox rookie having his first year at The Show. His name is Jose Iglesias. He plays 3rd base. (Fanning myself.) Whoo-boy. I’d never before realized how sexy playing 3rd base is.
It’s just really…hot.
He’s from Havana, Cuba. He’s right handed. What more do you need to know about a guy? (Shrugging.)
A-Rod, I think you’ve been dethroned.