Today's athletically-themed post is brought to you in honor of SFOTD Sports Correspondent FoxySpice, who is this week cruising the Caribbean and hopefully taking lots of photos of Captain Stubingesque Silver Foxes on the high seas to shiver our timbers.
Back on dry land: sometimes, just sometimes, the clouds part, the mist lifts, and a perfect example of why we do what we do (ie, write vaguely squirm-inducing and inappropriate comments about men old enough to be our, uh, much older brothers) reveals itself. One such example is today's photo. Can you honestly say you would go for Roger Federer's squished mountain troll-face, or Rafael Nadal's greasy tendrils and Backstreet Boyish lack of facial hair, over such a gleaming sterling silver example as is tennis legend Bjorn Borg today? (If so, did you somehow get lost on your way to the Tiger Beat site?) If not, we can only assume you agree with us that youth for its own sake is no lure at all, but a well-aged silver pelt who has made his mark on the world will have our leathery little hearts forever.
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