From time to time, the Sportress of Blogitude enjoys profiling SI’s Cheerleader of the Week, since more people visit this fair site than do SI.com. Consider it a public service, if you will. Lately, I haven’t been doing as many of these. Why? I don’t know. Perhaps I have run out of ways to poke fun at girls who never would have even looked at me when I was in college. Be that as it may, I saw something today so heinous, so reprehensible, I had to shine the bright light of the Sportress upon it.
The lovely young lass you see in the above photo is Tiana Enhorning, a student in her “2nd” year at the University of Western Ontario in Toronto London. She certainly seems like a nice enough gal and you can plainly see for yourself if you peruse her photos that her corn-fed, Canadian upbringing has given her a healthy figure and glow about her, including phenomenal birthing hips.
Howevah, while gawking at her photos, I came across one that struck me as odd, as if there was something about it that reminded me of the past. Given that I have never been to the University of Western Ontario (to my recollection), I took three hours for lunch instead of my usual two and a half to contemplate what was causing me this feeling of deja vu.
It was this photo:
There was something about it that seemed so familiar. Had I been to a church that looked similar to the one in the background? Doubtful, since I was excommunicated many years ago. So what was it? Then, it dawned on me.
It was the girl on the left. I have seen her before – but where? I’ll tell you where, buddy: I profiled that young lady not even four months ago!
Her name is Danielle Hilliard and she is also a student at the University of Western Ontario. What gives, SI.com? Aren’t there institutions of higher learning here in the good ol’ U.S. of A. that have buxom, spirited young ladies deserving of our attention and leering?
No sir. Not right, man. For shame, SI.com. You have crossed me one too many times.
Ah, who am I kidding? I forgive them. How can’t I?