So there's this thing called the sports blogosphere (Blogfrica to the fine folks at the Nation of Islam Sportsblog), and corners of it deal with the proverbial "real talk." (See: NoIS) For me, the unquestioned leader in this arena is The Starting Five, which combines five of the best, brightest and most sharply critical (in the analytical sense, not the pejorative) minds to virtually pen articles.
Sounds heavy for a little Laminated List action, don't it? Well, it is - BUT today's (exceptionally well-reasoned) post re: Barry Bonds revealed some LLFD-worthy info: his mistress/tattletale Kimberly Bell will show up in my October mailbox - on the cover of Playboy. (Sidenote: I went to Jew camp with the kid who wrote that article. This life.)
The leadoff pic is the only one of Bell I can find on the InterWeb, and it's okay that it's not the best - I actually find it kind of hot, because that's how she'll look making breakfast the morning after I laminate my list all over her. The day I snag a broad that looks this good when she clearly rolled out of bed with no sleep is the day I call a chick twice.
I don't even care if Bell's not famous, I'm declaring her eligible. That is all.