Here in February, we have discussing a whole lot of love, I mean a lot of love. So I figured I would keep with the theme.
Later on this year, one of my close friends is getting married, and, for the fourth time in my distinguished career, I have been selected to be a groomsman. Selecting groomsmen is like selecting the starting five of your friends. Sure, you’ve got some good role players, but these are the guys your either:
A) Trust
B) Are stuck with and don’t have anyone better
Or, C) Have been around with you for so long that you have no choice but to have them there.
Most of us get a combination of all of the above, but this got me thinking the other day, what if we got to choose a starting five that were actual athletes for your wedding? Here’s what I came up with. Continue reading Eat My Sports: May the Best Man win