CRUSHIN’
Jessica Alba announcing the Golden Globe nominees.
She may have botched every name on that list, but who really cares.

CRUSHIN’

Jessica Alba announcing the Golden Globe nominees.

She may have botched every name on that list, but who really cares.

Life is good. 

Life is good. 

Mantalk: Revisiting Murderer’s Row aka The Derek Jeter Catalog

What can be said about Derek Jeter.

For almost two decades, he’s had the metropolis at his feet. 

With five titles, 3,000 hits, and a first-ballot Hall-of-Fame career all but a formality,  his exploits are New York royalty. Off the diamond, however, he conceivably without effort could be considered even more fabled in stature.
By all accounts and in the court of male public opinion, he is smack dab in the stratosphere of legendary.

Some might attest that when it comes to conquests, Mick in his Stones’ days and Wilt during his 50 ppg seasons obviously had their notches and rightly so. Those dudes were tried and true.

But in an era where every female is google-able and in a city where people serve gossip like they do garlic knots at the local pizza joint, Jeter is king…hands down. 

The names he’s stumbled upon are A-list. The goods he’s sampled have been well endowed. 

With news in the peanut gallery that Polo model Hannah Davis (above) has set up shop as the next jewel in Jeter’s only growing lineup, we thought it’d be prudent and apropos to string up a “Murderer’s Row” of choice vics (some alleged) from the captain’s catalog. 

And don’t worry fans, we take time to accentuate the visuals here. T&A is present, but class and photo composition also take precedence. 

No disrespect, but a lotta y’all Jeter countdowns do it for the hits. We do this because we show admiration. 

*sidebar (going no names on this too; if you don’t know faces, you should be ashamed of yourself)

- AB

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