Filed under: in praise of athletic beauty, starfucking | Tags: Joe Montana, Peyton Manning
The nineties, the fifth of the six decades in this ungodly long Ken Burns-like study of Sports Illustrated covers, were pretty terrible overall. Almost entirely action shots of far-away football players and basketball players with their tongues hanging out, there were few weeks where one had the opportunity to longingly gaze at a decent-looking sports star while sitting in one’s dentist’s waiting room. Plus, like Muhammad Ali before him, Michael Jordan was on the cover like every damn week (49 times in his career, actually.) While I don’t think Michael Jordan’s particularly unattractive, my penis also has trouble getting aroused thinking about someone who once starred in a movie with a bunch of Looney Tunes. That said, here’s the ten SI covers from the nineties that I have pinned to my imaginary locker door: (more…)
