As soon as I got off the plane in Vegas, I knew it was gonna be trouble. I landed with my sanity intact and a hunger for some NBA hotties. So much so, that I had forgotten the WSOP was also in town doing it’s thing. By the time I got out of the airport, I had seen half a dozen poker Athleb’s being interviewed, and was in dire need of some hot, healthy athletes.

The reason for my escape was Chris Webber’s Bada Bling charity event. I admit, at first I was skeptical. I had assumed that most well paid hotties with a “charity” or “foundation” were more motivated by the tax cuts than compassion. Unarguably, Chris Webber is not one of those men. And neither are his friends.

The event was held at Caesars Palace, a fitting choice for this grand eye-candy filled event. While searching for the media room, I noticed there were quite a few exceptional looking men walking around. One such hottie was William Christie, younger bro of NBA hottie Doug Christie. After molesting him via a brief chat, I was left wondering if the root of my warm William fuzzies stemmed from his looks, charm or class. Regardless, I needed a drink and b-lined it to the bar to await the arrival of my “assistant.” Three hours and many drinks later, things began to happen. We were fortunate enough to be invited to a “table” at club Pure that night. Mad love to the Wondertwins, rock star Rich and his wife Peggy, who gave us the V.I.P. treatment before we hit the poker room. Oddly enough, it was 4:20 AM when we rolled outta the club and the Athlebrity god’s served us a delicious serving of Kyle Korver playing cards. Korver is widely compared to Ashton Kutcher, but hotter. He looked absolutely edible at the table, kept his head down, and did his thing. We were in dire need of sleep and Korver did nothing except remind us we needed to find a bed.

Saturday the celebrity poker tourney went down, not far from where Korver was sitting just hours prior, but this time, all the tables housed hotties. As the event kicked off, all the participants were introduced and took their places at the tables. Korver rolled in ten minutes prior and accessorized a table alongside Moses Malone. Korver’s long, shaggy, please pull me hair, still wet from a shower, drove me insane! He said he was up until about 6:00 and did “okay” at the table. I also had to ask him if he was comfortable being “objectified” by his estrogen brigade following, “Yeah, I guess. It’s cool”…he said with a shy chuckle.

The massive Scott Pollard shared a table with Miss California, who happened to win the event with a pair of cowboys. (Poker speak for Jacks). Way to represent the ladies!

The funniest table by far was C Webbs. Webber said that he has “just learned to play Hold ‘em.” He put on his best poker face and starting singing Bob Marleys “Don’t let dem fool ya” while the stoic and legendary Kareem Abdul Jabbar sat next to him. Priceless.

The man of the hour though was Finesse Mitchell of SNL fame, who mercilessly ripped on everybody with some of the best one-liners I’ve ever heard. “She don’t know the difference between a Jack and a Queen” was just one such high point.

There was one wonderful woman at the event that must be mentioned. Jamie Foster Brown, publisher of Sister 2 Sister magazine. She emitted such warmth and grace that you couldn’t help but want to know her. Her beauty and respect was reflected in the continuous stream of hotties that came up and embraced her. She was captivating, and after meeting her, I understood. This woman is magnificent and brimming with class. Mad love to her.

The poker tourney ended with all participants autographing the table to be auctioned off for Webbers foundation. The sharpie was passed from hottie to hottie as I stood there wiping drool off my chin.

That evening, the White Carpet was rolled out for the main event. On the way, we got sidetracked as one of the finest men ever and his hockey stick carrying buddy whizzed by us. We later learned that they were part of Jerry Bruckheimers Bad Boys Invitational Hockey Tournament. Because I am a woman of my word, I promise to introduce you to them in tomorrows post. And I can also guarantee, you’ll never think the same about hockey. But for now, the White Carpet.

The hotties arrived decked to the nines. Wearing everything from D&G to Prada. Chris Webber worked the carpet like a pro, even giving a little “catwalk-twirl” as he unbuttoned his jacket and posed for photos.Needless to say, Kyle Korver looked unreal. Ricky Davis, Moses Malone, Doug Christie and his posse of fine-ass boys…

Finesse Mitchell proclaimed himself a “Caribbean Pimp” and when asked who he was wearing, he responded “Brooks Brothers” (which he wasn’t). I assured him I would instead print that he was wearing Dolce & Gabbana, which reminded him that he lost his D&G shades at the tournement that morning. I wonder where they are…..(don’t worry people, he knows where to find them.)

As the arrivals began to slow down, the atmosphere relaxed and we were left to mull about. I had several goals for the weekend, molest Kyle Korver and find me some Vlade Divac. Earlier that day I had requested an interview with both, and was informed that Vlade couldn’t make it to the event. Much to my delight, Vlade showed up that evening. One minute he wasn’t there, the next, I turned around and there he was, standing behind me. I instinctively reached for him and wrapped my arms around this lumbering Redwood tree of a man. Tsk-tsk to Vlade for being the only hottie dressed-down, however, this worked out best for Vlade’s safety. Had he been in a suit, I may have lost my mind. I implored him to come back to the NBA and he said “maybe in a few years”. I also divulged my secret fantasy of wanting to “do shots with him,” at which point, he turned and posed for the camera. I was talking Tequila shots Vlade!

While I basked in the feeding frenzy that was fueling my sporno laden mind, I was reminded of why I was there. This was a chairy event afterall, not a feeding frenzy for my libido. While waiting for the next White Carpet arrival I met a woman by the name of Cyndie French. This woman is tear-jerking proof of Chris Webbers big heart. Her son, Derek Madsen, passed away after a heart wrenching battle with cancer. As she struggled to finance Dereks treatments, she pressed on with an unwaivering commitment to fill Dereks final days with joy. The Sacremento Bee followed this “Mother and Her Journey” with a series of four articles. I urge you all to read it. Derek lived out his final days in comfort, surrounded by love and support, much of which was made possible by Chris Webbers Foundation and Webber’s personal compassion for this boy and his struggle. I don’t think there is anyone alive that can say a bad word about C-Webb after learning what he’s done for this family. I left Vegas with a new respect for C-Webb and all the playa’s who were there to support his foundation. Please people, love the hotties, but don’t ignore their good work. Support their foundations, especially Chris Webbers at www. Chriswebber.com.

Because I took about 150 photos during the events, I will post a link to all the images tomorrow.

Until then, and as always, thanks for reading. Delinda

IT WAS JUST A MATTER OF TIME

As predicted, Floyd Landis, the American Tour De France champion, has “allegedly” tested positive for “High levels of testosterone.” I didn’t realize that high testosterone levels were the same as “doping,” but if you’re the UCI or French, it’s a no-no. Landis’ Swiss-based Phonak team said it was notified by the UCI on Wednesday that Landis’ sample showed “an unusual level of testosterone/epitestosterone” when he was tested after stage 17 of the race last Thursday. Coincidentally, stage 17 is where Landis made his remarkable comeback from 11th place and regained the leader’s yellow jersey two days later. Landis’ mama is currently living on Mars: “I didn’t talk to him since that hit the fan, but I’m keeping things even keel until I know what the facts are,” she said in a phone interview from outer space. “I know that this is a temptation to every rider but I’m not going to jump to conclusions … It disappoints me.” Mama, you just made it into the Mensa Reject Hall of Fame. I personally, am gonna stand by Floyd on this one. The urine will be retested and the French will still complain. And yet another much-t0-do-about-nothing.

DAVID BECKHAM

Any David Beckham movement is newsworthy. I get daily news reports sent to me, and I gotta say, Becks regularly makes headlines in India, the UK, and Asia. This time, David Beckham landed at the airport en route to Real Madrid’s training camp in southern Austria. Love to the media chick in pink gone cray-zee.

The worldwide appeal of soccer Athlebrities is well illustrated in two ads from Japan. The Pepsi ad with Beckham and his entourage made me swear off Coke, and Freddie Ljungberg nibbling on Pringles…’nough said.

JAMES BLAKE MAKES ME THIRSTY

James Blake is having a phenomenal year, with or without a racket in his hand. Blake has signed a multi-year endorsement deal with Evian “worth well into the six-figures,” making him the company’s first athlete endorser. Evian’s CEO: “It’s not so much about finding an athlete that’s great for Evian. We look for somebody who’s going to embody all the great things about the Evian brand.” And what a thirst quencher he is…

HOT WHEELS
The German Grand Prix takes place on Sunday, and I gotta say, some of these drivers got a stronghold on my libido.

German Formula One drivers, the infamous Michael Schumacher (L) of team Ferrari and helloooo Nick Heidfeld (R) of team BMW Sauber are two hotties I’d like to do a few slow laps around.

Renault’s Formula One world champion Fernando Alonso of Spain should be arrested for hiding that body behind the wheel. And Michael Schumacher may look good in red, but needs to lose the white pants. Actually, it’d be nice if they all lost their pants.

LET’S GET READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL HOTTIES
The hotties are flocking to their respective NFL training camps, and looking as delicious as ever. What I love about these photos, aside from the centerpieces, is the fact that they are shunning bellhops and carrying their own luggage. Is there a new NFL rule that forbids players from interacting with hotel staff?

Chicago Bears hotties unload: Dante Wesley packs like a woman, defensive tackle Ian Scott brought along his own pillow, and quarterback Rex Grossman looks like he’s ready for boot camp. The Bears camp is located in Bourbonnais, Ill.

St. Louis Rams hotties: Torry Holt is all business, Jeremy Calahan booked a room with no AC, and defensive end Brandon Green has been assigned to lead the camp-fire sing-along later tonight.

This girl is off to Las Vegas for the weekend, so no post tomorrow. Chris Webber’s Bada-Bling charity event is going down (www.cwebbsbadabling.com) and Vegas is ripe with Athlebrities. I promise a full and detailed report when I’m sober enough to type!

That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

WHO WILL FILL CAPTAIN BECKHAMS SHOES?

Since David Beckham has swapped his role as captain of England, for a pair of Speedo’s, his successor has yet to be named. Two hotties have been chosen as possible replacements. First, John Terry (L) of hot team Chelsea. Terry is a true leader in every way possible. His enthusiasm for the game, infectious charisma, and stunning play on the field, makes him an easy choice for me. The second option is Steven Gerrard. The Liverpool captain is creaming his pants over this opportunity. “I don’t want to be seen to be pushing myself for the England captain’s role, but I have to say I’m really flattered to be mentioned as a possible candidate…I can’t disguise the fact I would love to do it…. It is the ultimate honor to lead your country and you can’t have a better dream. I have done it before and it meant so much to me, it is an incredible honor.” And we would be honored if either of these hotties were chosen. May the best Athlebrity win.

Quick note on Beckham: A survey was taken by the British amusement park, Thorpe Park, to name 20 of the UK’s favorites “hero’s” Each hero will have a seat named after him on one of their new roller coasters. David Beckham did make the cut, but, in an astonishing twist, Beckham didn’t rank as high as Irish singer and charity campaigner Bob Geldof- who came in fifth. I grew up adoring Bob Geldof, his Boomtown Rats and much needed Band-Aid. However, Geldof is notoriously one of the rudest people in the industry. Not only does he talk down to industry people, often referring to them as “c*nts,” but he rarely bathes and insults at people left and right. His public image is nothing but a sham. Sorry Sir Bob, you lost me at c*nt.

FABULOUS FABIO CANNAVARO

Fabio Cannavaro is better than Gelato as he plays with his balls while enjoying his new role as a Real Madrid hottie. Italy’s World Cup winning captain was presented to Real Madrid at the Santiago Stadium in Madrid yesterday. Fret not my sporno hungry readers, Cannavaro will be playing alongside another Real Madrid hottie, David Beckham.

I LOVE THIS HEAT WAVE

I, along with the rest of the world, haven’t been able to stop complaining about this worldwide global-warming induced heat wave. That is until now. With temperatures reaching over 100-degree’s in some part of England, soccer hotties are finding new and delicious ways to keep cool. I say two thumbs up for Global Warming and two legs up for Chelsea’s Didier Drogba (L) and Michael Essien as they try to beat the heat.

LANCE ARMSTRONG STAY COOL

There is a new, but unproven theory, which claims that Lance Armstrong is so hot, that his body spanked testicular cancer right outta his flawless physique. “According to three Johns Hopkins University researchers, the reason for the good prognosis might have to do with the fact that the temperature of the testicles is a few degrees cooler than the rest of the body. That’s to enhance development of sperm, but it might also make cancer that develops there sensitive to heat, the researchers said.” The full article can be read here.

IS THIS A JOKE?

On July 17th I posted a blog in reference to Chivas-Galaxy Men’s soccer teams and a catholic mass held prior to the game. I prayed that would be the end of this absurd Religion & Hotties collaboration. No such luck. Now, jumping on the Jesus bandwagon, the Atlanta Braves will hold the first of three “Faith Day” promotions after their game against the Marlins tomorrow. John Smoltz will “talk about his faith” and Christian bands will perform. Third Coast Sports President & Partner Brent High, whose company is promoting the Braves’ Faith Day, came up with the ASININE idea. The Reject spoke: “The Braves are the tip of the iceberg. We’re in very serious negotiations with teams in every sports league you can imagine –- NFL, NBA, NHL and MLS.” (Atlanta Constitution). What’s next? Communion at home plate? Baptisms on the field? Seder prior to Friday night games? Perhaps a more “conservative” dress code for fans? This religious takeover of sports must be stopped before those of us who routinely break the Ten Commandments are banned from the games. The closest thing to God I wanna see in sports is the old-school Jesus-style Johnny Damon. I will not be redeemed and my sinful hottie filled thoughts will never ease up. Pa-leeze, for the love of David Beckham, keep your Faith to yourselves. We will not be swayed from the Church of Athlebritolgy.

CHARLES BARKLEY FOR GOVERNOR?

According to the Birmingham News, Charles Barkley, self proclaimed democrat, said he is seriously considering a run for governor of Alabama as early as 2010.

That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

WE’RE ALMOST THERE….

Just one tiny piece of fabric stands between us, and seeing Sir Beckham naked. I gotta give props to the “paparazzi” for these photos of David ‘God’ Beckham swimming in white Speedos while enjoying Roberto Cavalli’s yacht last weekend. His tattoo’s are proudly displayed (along with everything else) his abs look sweet and salty, and his hair nicely tussled. I’d expect nothing less.

The hot rumor is that Becks, his Speedos, his anorexic wife, and two children might be moving to Los Angeles. I seriously doubt this is gonna happen, so don’t loose your panties just yet ladies. And apparently, Becks and Posh have announced that they are having sex! The announcement was disguised as “we’re trying to have a baby,” which then translates into “yes we are a happy couple” and then “yes, anorexics can conceive” and “No I don’t think my wife is too thin”….

ANDY, ANDY, ANDY

Andy Roddick couldn’t wait to get out of the chair after announcing that the legendary Jimmy Connors will be his new coach. If Jimmy Connors is still Andy’s coach in a year, then I’ll be excited. Andy changes coaches like Camilo Villegas changes his socks. Like I said, talk to me in a year.

AH, HOW SWEET

It’s always nice to help our wounded soldiers after battle. This fighter lost his eyesight during his stint in Iraq. He and his wife were fortunate enough to meet Shane Battier prior to the USA Senior Hotties Men’s National Team practice in Vegas…By just looking at sisters eyes, I get the sneaking suspicion that she might have found a beneficial way to deal with her hubby’s newfound disability?

WHY STEVE WHY?

Steve Nash cut his hair. I cried. Any questions…?

MENSA REJECTS IN COURT

A judge sided with Michael Jordan in a legal battle between the former NBA Athlebrity and a woman who claimed Jordan reneged on a promise to pay her $5 million in “hush money” when she claimed she was pregnant with his child. Definitive tests showed that Jordan was NOT, in fact, the baby’s daddy. The culprit has been identified as Allen Heckard. Heckard, if you haven’t heard, is suing Michael Jordan et al, for about a trillion dollars. He claims that he looks so much like Mike (NOT) that he is fed up with the public harassment. It’s a no brainer that the judge will toss this case, so take your 15 minutes Heckard- you’re giving us all a great laugh.

HOTTIES ON BIKES

Oh yeah~! After Lance Armstrong announced at the ESPY’s that he and Jake Gyllenhaal were friends, the media frenzy started. (A much healthier obsession than Tomkat). Jake and Lance have been enjoying lovely bike rides together, while Jake butters up Lance for an upcoming bio on his life. Jake is interested in “playing Lance.” Oh, aren’t we all?

FABIO CANNAVARO

Italian soccer beast, Fabio Cannavaro was shocked when I arrived at his front door. After administering ‘mouth-to-mouth’ I rushed him to the hospital where the doctors checked his heart rate. The doc urged him to stay away from “the crazy red head” but Fabio gave me the thumbs up as the doc wasn’t looking.

That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

PAOLO MALDINI H&M AD’S

Italian soccer hottie Paolo Maldini has caught the eye of Europe’s largest fashion retailer Hennes & Mauritz as it launches its delicious fall collection for men. I argue that this is indeed a fall collection for ‘women.’ I would look fabulous with that tan cardigan draped around my body. And oh, the things I could do with his tie…

Maldini, the 38-year-old Milan captain, will be featured on posters and ads wearing outfits that beg to be ripped from his body. From suits to cardigans, Maldini represents what H&M called “a more masculine, classic look.” “Paolo Maldini has a natural style that is casual yet elegant at the same time,” said the head of design for H&M. “At the moment it feels right to adopt a minimalist or relaxed approach to fashion design, and Paolo Maldini’s style is a good example of this.” Spot on H&M! His relaxed, smoldering Antonio Banderas-esq sexuality permeates from every nook of his edible body.

LIVERPOOL HOTTIES GET NEW LOOK

Liverpool soccer hotties model the new Liverpool kit for their upcoming futbol season. While not looking quite as comfortable in front of the camera as Maldini, these boys still beg for our attention. One of my favorites, Steven Gerrard looks red-hot, and incredibly irrateted, as he poses in the traditional red home shirt.

“WHEN DID THEY KNOW?”
As football season nears and the hotties check into training camps, the advertising companies are forced to come up with some fresh ads to grab our attention. In an extension of Reebok’s “I Am What I Am” campaign, the latest installment is “When Did I Know?” The 30-second spots feature football studs describing “the moment in his life when he came to believe that he had a gift for the game.” Look for the delicious commercials at the start of the season, as well as print ads in men’s magazines. (I told you men’s mags were the way to go.) Sexy NFL boy-toys to be featured include Peyton Manning, Vince Young, Steve Smith, Torry Holt, DeAngelo Hall and Roy Williams.

I GOTTA RANT ABOUT GATORADE
AH, Gatorade…Is “It” in me? Well, something is in me, and it ain’t Gatorade. The only things I have “in me” are tarnished fantasies of Jeter and Dwyane Wade. Last night I awoke from a Jeter dream screaming, and not in a good way. In this dream, just as Jeter was sliding into home, he transformed into one of “Them.” You know, those scary big heads from the Gatorade commercial?

Please tell me I’m not the only one that feels these commercials must be pulled immediately? It’s cruel and unusual punishment for Gatorade to invade our dreams and destroy our fantasies with scary puppet like computer generated devil dolls with massive heads. I will buy Gatorade by the case for the rest of my life if necessary, just pa-leeze, make them go away!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARRY BONDS

Happy Birthday to the big slugger who turns 42 today. Still hot after all these years…and Barry’s 715th home run ball is now taking bids on Ebay. Starting bid for the big sluggers ball? $10k.

Thats it for today. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

Whoever said that ‘Rainy days and Mondays always get me down” must not have been into athletes. I realize today is Sunday, and not raining, but regardless, Sunday and Monday are beautiful days for Tiger Woods and Floyd Landis.

TIGER WINS 3RD BRITISH OPEN

It was an emotional win for Tiger Woods as he captured his 11th major title and 3rd British Open. There were about 9,500 fans awaiting the sexy beast as he rolled onto the 18th hole and broke down into tears when he tapped it in for the victory. “After the last putt, I realized my dad’s never going to see this again, and I wish he could have seen this one last time,” Woods said at the trophy presentation. “He was out there today keeping me calm. I had a very calm feeling the entire week, especially today…I miss my dad so much and I wish he was here to watch this.” There’s no doubt in my mind that Earl Woods is the proudest man in the afterlife right now. Love, kisses and congratulations to one of the most humble, beautiful, classy and talented Athlebrities alive. It wouldn’t be the same without you Tiger.

STOP DEMONIZING THE “CHILDREN”

Dick Pound, recently announced future and possible steroid testing for amateur golfers. My initial reaction was are you kidding me? I was convinced that the next generation of golfers would be plagued with the young, hot and hip. However, it took one image of our “next-generation” to scare some sense into me. If this scary “Tiger Woods” fan-child represents the next generation of golfers, I say test the hell outta ‘em. People, pa-leeze, stop face-painting your children.

FACE PAINTERS GROW UP TO BE STREEKERS

And yet another naked Mensa reject from the ‘fathers for justice’ protest group, descended upon the British Open. Paint bombs were thrown onto the 18th green during the final round, and then he appeared. The streeker. I’m actually getting used to these guys. But can’t the ‘group’ represent themselves a little bit better by grabbing our attention with a hottie instead of a bozo? I also find it hard to belive that this man actually fathered a child with a sober and willing partner.

VIVA LA LANDIS!

Take that France! For the 8th straight year, an American has won the Tour De France. This time, the honor goes to Floyd Landis from my hometown of San Diego, California. (Way to represent Landis!) Landis’ stunning victory came one day after the hottie dropped from 1st to 11th. Adding to his astounding victory, Landis competed with an “arthritic hip” and will undergo hip-replacement surgery when he returns home. “Never stop believing,” said Landis from atop the victory podium.

HILLARY CLINTON and ALONZO MOURNING?

Senator Hillary Clinton addressed the World Transplant Congress at the Veterans Memorial Auditorium in Bawston today. Hillary addressed more than 6,000 worldwide delegates who attended the first international joint-organizational transplant conference. But the yummy part of this convention has to do with Alonzo Mourning. Zo took the stage after Hillary and spoke about his personal battle with kidney disease. Zo has personally lead a campaign to raise about $4 million to assist in research, education and financial aid to patients who can’t afford the proper medicines. (Like who can in the country?) Support Zo and his good deeds by checking out Zo’s Fund for Life. www.zosfundforlife.org

BLAKE BENDS RODDICK OVER

James Blake spanked Andy Roddick during the RCA Championships today, effectively replacing Roddick as the highest-ranked American hottie. “I feel like I’ve kind of earned the No. 5 ranking,” Blake said. “but I know (Roddick) will be better than that. It’s nice to see the old Andy. I look for him to be number one or two in this U.S. Open series.”

This gives Blake his 6th career ATP win, and his 3rd victory this year. “It’s the best I’ve ever played, then better,” he said. “That’s what I had to do against Andy.” As for Andy relocating his mojo? “For six months, I’ve been hearing I don’t know how to play tennis,” Roddick said. “You don’t get to number one, number two, number three without knowing how to play tennis. I’ve been playing badly for a while … My confidence has been restored.” Andy may have his confidence back, but I ain’t buying it. Not just yet anyway. Roddick did, however, find some groove during the doubles-tourney, which he and Bobby Reynolds were the victors of.

On a final note, I absolutely must give props to the antichrist of golf, John Daly, his expanding belly, and his tobacco use on the course. If we could lock John Daly and Vlade Divac in the same bar during happy hour and film it for a reality show, we’d have a hit like the world has never seen. Add some Ron Artest, a little bit of Rodman, and put me behind the bar. The surreal life gone cray-zee!

What a beautiful Sunday. That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

NO PRIVACY FOR TIGER WOODS

A few days ago, we learned that Tiger Woods couldn’t even use the porta-potty in peace. Now, some more fantastic media coverage has caught Tiger Woods not only eating a sandwich (Oh-no) but drinking water! Photographers have captured images of Tiger as he breathes, walks, talks, stoops, moves, thinks, and smiles. Off the course, Tiger has gone to great lengths to ensure his privacy by renting the entire exclusive Hillbark Hotel. The cost? 25K for five days. The hotel even boasts a helipad where Tiger can hop on a helicopter for a quick 60-second flight to the tourney. And for the love of all that is good in this world, ban those scary Segway scooters from the tourneys pa-leeze!

Tiger’s privacy, however, does not extend to his flawlessly fitted clothing. Nike has historically designed Tigers wardrobe for the Open almost a year in advance. As he began to defend his British Open title yesterday, he was wearing a yummy “solar orange argyle jacquard polo.” Today, a simple off-white, short sleeve, mock turtle that looks fantastic…If he makes it to the final on Sunday, we’ll see his traditional Sunday red described as an “atom red-striped argyle polo shirt.” The colorful shirts are available to the public as part of the Tiger Woods Spring/Summer Collection for $70-90 each.

Tiger is currently number one at the British Open, with 12-under. We’re also getting some serious heat from Burberry pin-up boy Adam Scott. Scott is currently tied for 4th…and Edible Johan Edfors, that sexy Swede I introduced you to yesterday, completed the first round at 3-over…Edfors is so hot, he may be the only Athlebrity, aside from Villegas, that can sport white pants, a purple shirt and green accessories. Have I mentioned how much I love the Puma golfers…

IT’S TOM BRADY TIME

The Movado Group made a fabulously delicious announcement yesterday. Smoking hot-hot-hot Tom Brady will launch Movado’s new “art of performance” campaign for the Movado Series 800 collection. “Tom is one of the most prolific quarterbacks in the NFL and he signifies what this brand is all about — timing, passion, innovation and a commitment to excellence. Everything he represents on and off the field is what Movado Series 800 stands for,” said Movados’ CEO. Timing and passion are indeed two qualities that make Tom Brady an Athlebrity favorite.

DEL MAR THOROUGHBREDS

I’ve only been to the infamous Del Mar races a few times, but things may have to change. Two hot thoroughbreds were causing not only a media stir, but a libido stir as well. Yummy Richard Jefferson, left, and the hottest Laker alive, Luke Walton attended the opening day of Del Mar Thoroughbred Club’s 2006 season. Giddy-up boys!

HOT TEAM USA BALLERS

The hotties of the NBA have converged at the NBA training camp in Las Vegas to prepare for the 2006 World Basketball Championships, which take place in Japan this August. Team USA has served us a very generous portion of fantasy related hotties. Carmelo Anthony topless, Dwayne Wade and his luscious lips, and Lebron James cooling off his ankles. Is it any wonder that the temperatures in Vegas exceed 100 degrees in the summer?

BARRY BONDS

I read a headline today “The Never Ending Story” in reference to Barry Bonds and the witch-hunt that plagues him. As you know, I’ve been very vocal about the fact that I knew Barry during his alleged “roid rage” days. In contrast to his gold digging mistress Kimberly Bell, I never saw any rage, acne, or…other evidence. This “Never ending story” can end if the media stops exaggerating. They spoon fed-us a ridiculous weeklong much-to-do-about-nothing. The feeding frenzy surrounding his “pending indictment” was ridiculous. The only new development in this never-ending-story was changing of the guard. The term for the Grand Jury “investigating” Bonds was set to expire. This case is so riddled with he-said she-said testimony, was there really any doubt that they were going to “pass the buck” to the next round of jurors. I think not. If and when Bonds gets spanked by the Grand Jury, its going to be a minor “you didn’t pay your taxes” slap on the wrist. The media has got to change gears and concentrate on what’s really important. The man can play ball. I for one am celebrating his 722nd home run and concentrating on his exceptional natural athletic abilities, until then, sell it to someone else.

That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda

I LOVE ME SOME KEVIN GARNETT

I have vicariously been reliving my travels through India with this limbering beast. I was a little worried that the beauty and spirituality would have escaped Garnett due to his promotional duties, however, after reading his blog, I realized that there is much more to this sexy baller than just a wicked body and exceptional b-ball skills. In his own words…

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

Dick Pound, the leader of the World Anti-Doping Agency, has officially reached Mensa reject status. Yesterday, it was announced that testing would be done on GOLFERS at the World Amateur Team championship at Stellenbosch, South Africa on Oct. 22-29. Pound: “It sounds like baseball, doesn’t it? If you look around golf, the shapes are changing from what they used to be. I’m not sure all this stuff is due to technology. Guys are working in gyms, and someone comes along and says, ‘You should try this. It will build you up and make you get better faster.”‘ What are you smoking Dick? Golfers and steroids? I literally spit out my coffee while reading the article and laughed at the thought of golfers juicing up. Peter Dawson, the chief executive of Royal & Ancient, which runs the oldest of golf’s four major tournaments calls this a test run: “It’s a rehearsal. I don’t know when you’re going to see drug testing in professional golf around the world, but we would support it.” This entire steroids investigation is ridiculous to me. And to liken the baseball hotties to sexy lean golfers is nothing short of insane. There are two types of stereotypical golfers. The older guys with beer belly’s, and the young, hot, fashionable newcomers. The only thing I see the next generation of golf hotties embracing is fashion. From Geoff Ogilvy and his yummy Puma gear, Ian Poulter and his flashy pants, Adam Scott and Burberry, and of course, our Camilo Villegas and his stellar Lindeberg garb. Golf is the one sport that has remained pure and untouched by the filthy, power hungry ‘governing assholes’ that dictate muscle size. Do us all a favor Dick Pound, and just go away.

The 135th British Open begins today at Royal Liverpool Golf Club in Hoylake, England. Scouring the leader board for hotties, I hit the jackpot. Johan Edfors. This delicious new Athlebrity treat is ripping up the greens. The ultra-sexy Swede shot an 8-under 63 Sunday to win the Scottish Open by two strokes. The sexy beast won about a half a million for his third European tour title in just four months. You may have noticed, that aside from a sexy mane that begs to be pulled, Edfors also dons the same sleek Puma gear worn by Ogilvy. My Wondertwin powers are overloaded as I try desperately to transform into the form of…a Puma belt buckle.

News of Edfors phenomenal win on Sunday made headlines in England, Ireland, Malaysia, Canada, South Africa and the US. His performance being described as everything from “a third-round horror show” to “a spectacular run of birdies.” Athlebrities bills it as “Dibs on Johan Edfors.” Admittedly, I found myself overrun with guilt for instinctively doing the Villegas p-u-r-r, but as I looked at that sexy kiss-me crease in his chin, and hello, those flawlessly fitted baby-blue pants, I thought, goddamn, there are some mighty fine golfers out there.

Another hottie that I adore on the course is Ian Poulter. Thankfully shying away from white pants, Ian was super-fly during the practice round and equally as noticeable during today’s opening, where he wore red trousers decorated with the winner’s Claret Jug.

And is it just me, or does Ian Poulter look an awfully like Curtis Stone? Stone, better known as the “Take Home Hottie” is a delicious chef who picks up unsuspecting women in the grocery store, pays for the food, takes them home, and prepares amazing three course dinners for them. His “Take Home Chef” series has become a big hit for the Learning Channel. I have to warn you though, once you start watching Curtis, you’ll be hooked.

WHATEVER
Wow, FIFA really spanked ZZ something fierce. The Reject was banned by FIFA for three games for head-butting Italian hottie Marco Materazzi during the Cup. Awesome punishment for someone who is already retired! ZZ has graciously agreed to perform three days of community service with the “children” as part of FIFA’s humanitarian projects. Their humanitarion projects also included a $6k fine for ZZ and a $4k fine for Materazzi.

AC MILAN IN THE HOUSE!

The Cup may be over, but its still runneth over. Another fabulously libido-tingling Italian hottie has caught my eye. Paolo Maldini. This AC Milan captain, with piercing blue eyes, shaggy hair, angular face and flawless body, have sent me, once again, pondering a one way ticket to Italy.

That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda