W.A.G.

Monday night's championship game between Notre Dame and Alabama perfectly encapsulated sport's hot new trend: the WAG obsession.

What's a WAG, you say? Good question. I had no idea myself until coming across this tweet last Friday by a minor league baseball reporter:

I immediately Googled it, because hey...Google knows everything. It turns out WAG stands for "Wives and Girlfriends"...most notably, hot ones of professional athletes.

Then on Saturday, my stepdad excitedly told me of this awesome new website he'd found. It was this magical place where you could look up wives and girlfriends of athletes and rate their attractiveness.

"Oh yeah," I replied nonchalantly. "It's called WAG, right?"

"What's a WAG"? was the response. "All I know is that kid from Alabama...his girlfriend is an eleven. Out of ten. There is no way he's dating her."

Sigh.

Thus became my second foray into the WAG world in 24 hours. And the first time Katherine Webb's name would enter into my every day conversation.

No more than 48 hours later, the WAG craze would strike again. As mentioned in my grumpy cat post, Monday's NC became more about a certain female in the stands than what was going on in the field of play. So much so, that announcer Brent Musburger had to issue a "mea culpa" for remarks that "Quarterbacks get all the good looking women" and that "youngsters should start getting the ball out and throwing it around the backyard." During the course of the game, Webb gained over 100,000 twitter followers.

Katherine Webb...Hottie McHottie or Kate Middleton in drag?

While Katherine Webb isn't my pick for WAG of the year, it's a no-brainer that athletes and hot women go together like peas and carrots. He's physically fit and a money train. She's arm candy. It's like a match made in football Ken and Malibu Barbie heaven.

Derek Jeter? The poster boy for WAG hunting. He's dated almost every hot chick in Hollywood. Minnesota Twins Catcher Joe Mauer? Dated a beauty queen himself in Chelsea Cooley. Chicago Bulls Guard Marko Jaric? Married Supermodel Adriana Lima. Tom Brady? Gisele Bundchen. The list goes on and on.

So, tell me...what do you think of this obsession with the wives and girlfriends of athletes? Who should top the all-time hottest list?  Do you think I'm crazy to be hating on Katherine Webb? Let me know!

Images provided by barstoolsports, athleteswives, 4.bp.blogspot, and people. 

Sportsonista: The Grumpy Cat edition

No, I haven't given up blogging. I've just been in a sports slump all fall. College football was a disaster, college basketball's not looking much better, NHL has been out of commission, and the NBA sucks.

With that being said, let's ease on back to this, shall we?

                                           *************************************
Last night was the National Championship between the University of Notre Dame and the University of Alabama. With his team down by 4 touchdowns headed into the half, Coach Brian Kelly delivered what may be the best interview ever:

"What do we need to do to get back in the game? Hope that Alabama doesn't come out of the locker room in the second half."

Well played, sir. Well played.

                                       ****************************************

Because the game was...shall we say...a bit boring, the cameramen had to find other things to focus on. Mainly 'Bama QB AJ McCarron's girlfriend, and Miss Alabama USA, Katherine Webb. Apparently I'm the only one who doesn't think she's, as my stepdad put it, an "eleven out of ten". Regardless, if they had panned to her and found Johnny "Heisman" "Football" Manziel sitting next to her, I might have peed myself.

    **************************************

On Sunday, it was announced that the NHL Hockey lockout had ended. Celebrations were held across the country. Most notable were the fans in Columbus, who took to the streets to rejoice the return of their beloved Blue Jackets.

Courtesy of NHL_Problems for the photo and the joke.
                                       ***************************************

And honestly, folks, that's all I've got. Opening Day is 83 days. Praise Jesus.


Images provided by bleacherreport, bostonglobe, and larrybrownsports.