Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Liz moves north of Killer's ball talk:


I mean, really... is there any need for me to have a conversation with you about this photo? But I will.


A few years ago, my BFF's husband was "getting back into tennis". This, in it's self, is funny as it had likely been 15 to 20 years and 50 pounds ago since he was "into" tennis. Being old school, he went to Ebay looking for some classic tennis shorts. You know what I'm talking about. The white shorty shorts with a thick polyester blue and red stripe down the side? Here's one of the photos that came along with some tennis shorts for sale.


I almost consider this pornography.