Time for my homer pick! Apparently Eric Hosmer has only been mentioned on this site one time in history, and it was when he was too young for the Ladies… to officially think he was attractive. Life sucked then. But this is now, so let’s DO THIS.
Pat Burrell is retiring, which means this site now has to exist in a world without him. Ladies… without Burrell is like Seinfeld without Jerry, like a flower without petals, like Grady Sizemore without that one coffee cup. Just…totally naked, but in like a really sad way.
According to Google, the Ladies… have written about Pat Burrell 118 times. By no means is that the most we’ve ever covered a hottie of sport (paging Tom Brady, Ryan Lochte, etc.), but he is a part of the very fiber of our collective heart nonetheless.
Happy Columbus Day and Canadian Thanksgiving! The NHL season is finally underway, and yes, we realize we are a little late filing our previews. But it’s still early enough in the season – heck, TORONTO is tied for first in the East as I type this. I’m not joking! See?
Sorry. I know we’re two games in but it’s been far too long since I’ve seen these guys at the top of the standings. Just let me enjoy this Very Special Moment.
OK! On to the Northwest! Continue reading
The countdown to October 7th is underway! That’s when the puck drops and the ice is prepped for a brand-new NHL season. Raven and I will be bringing you previews the only way we know how…with photos of hot men.
We bring you the Northeast after the jump.
The Ladies… have an innate sense of right and wrong. For example, this trade that Montreal made yesterday to ship their better goaltender to the Blues? Wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong.
It should probably be wrong to have to choose between two hot hockey players, but we’re making you do that anyway. We’re down to two gentlemen in our NHL Playoffs of Hotness. Vote now through Monday night at 9pm Eastern.
If loving these hot men is wrong, we don’t want to be right.
Hope you can forgive us for taking an extended holiday weekend (as for the Canadian, my excuse was Monday night soccer for one of my little Bees).
Thanks for all who voted in the first round of our NHL Playoffs of Hotness. Polls are now closed – or at least, they’re supposed to be. Polldaddy wasn’t playing nice earlier. Anyway, we have one wee little problem preventing us from moving on to Round Two.
We have a tie! Continue reading
Luke Schenn, Maple Leafs first-round pick in the 2008 draft. I couldn’t resist a little bit of homerism, but honestly, I don’t think you’ll mind. More after the jump.
Since Games Mistress is busy gallivanting around Europe (lucky bum!), I have taken over her Theme Thursday duties. Since we didn’t have a winner the last go-round, I took it upon myself to do a little research and come up with my own. Since I’m missing hockey like whoa, I thought I would bring some NHL love back to the site.
Take a guess as to what these three NHLers have in common after the jump!
(Incidentally, that song reminds me of this, which I swear only makes me cry because I’m listening to that damn song. Insert “unhealthy obsession” comment here.)
(Yes, I know that you’re getting this post after the afternoon post. It’s still morning in California.)
The rest of the All-Star awesomesauce is after the jump, but first: SPOILER ALERT! NO RED SOX OR YANKEES! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!.
Well it’s time to say goodbye to the 2008-09 Washington Capitals. It was a disappointing end to an exciting season. After an insane circus of a series with the Pittsburgh Penguins, the Caps blew it in Game 7 with a 6-2 loss at home. I was there and still am getting over the crushing loss. So I was thinking, what’s a good way to get over a great season that ended in a not-so-great way? So I thought, I want to celebrate this team with a tribute…to their hotness!! I’ve been told by some of our ladies that’s it’s totally unfair that my Caps are so hot! So I’m sharing their hotness with you!
Your hot 2008-09 Washington Capitals…
I honestly don’t know why I’m on this hockey kick today, especially considering baseball just started back and the Final Four is a few days away. But I am. And a search through the Ladies… archives have me noticing that we’ve never had a Sid the Kid HDH. Well, we’re changing that right now. Oh Sidney, you’re hot enough to almost make me a hockey fan. Almost.
I may be a homer, but the Mets have some serious HOTT on their team. Join me as we go up and down the lineup of the New York Metropolitans.
I will admit it: I was wrong, so very wrong, to call the Ottawa Senators the “Team of Destiny” this year. The Sens team that took out the Penguins, the Devils, and the Sabres in five games apiece was not the same Sens team who went out in five in the Finals.
(Or as their own coach Murray said after the game, “We had some guys who did not play to what they were playing in the playoffs.” Eh? Is that Canadian for “We blew it and chances are I’m getting canned in the offseason” perhaps?)
I was also wrong, so very wrong, to root against the Ducks. (Dirtbag Chris Pronger notwithstanding. His suspension should have lasted as long as the player he injured – Sens center Dean McAmmond – was out.) Anaheim was motivated, strong, and just looked like they belonged in the Finals.
So congratulations to the Anaheim Ducks for proving me wrong, and looking hot enough to more than fill our little blog up with greatness.
I confess, I’m getting a complex–these hockey hotties are prettier than me!
Opening Day means it’s all baseball, all the time around here- at least for 24 hours. Let’s check in on a few of our (OK, my) favorite baseball hotties…
* Our favorite pretty prancing princess partyboy Pat Burrell got a lot of attention over the weekend for his attempt at keeping up foreign relations, Maverick & Goose style. Maybe he cashed in that “Get Out of Trouble Free” card he earned from popping a 2-run homer against newly sainted Red Sock Dice-K. [Watch Pat the Bat go yard on Dice-K] (courtesy Balls Sticks & Stuff) But flipping off the team’s manager is not likely to get him a spot on the Sox roster via trade anytime soon- even if it means Boston would get to unload Schilling in the process. [Keep dreaming about that Burrell-Schilling trade, kids]
Pat enjoys swinging his bat, even in the (triple A) locker room
* No pressure, lovely Texan hottie Scott Podsednik– it’s just that the success of the entire White Sox season depends solely on you, apparently. [Ozzie says you don’t get on base, but you can always get on base with me] Let’s try and get back to the Scotty Po-Po of 2005, as opposed to the Scotty No-No of 2006 — you’ve even got that blue seat marking your homer in the outfield of the Cell to remind you. [If you hadn’t homered off my Astros, and ruined Brad Lidge in the process, I’d celebrate that memory a lot more]