Yes, I did just spend another two-three hours on a picspam for a team that technically doesn't exist anymore. For shizzle, mcdrizzle. I can't help it. Because I found a GOLDMINE. If you remember me whining about the lack of Chris Plys pictures...well, there's still a shortage, but it's a little better because of YAHOO. WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT?
Anyway, Smith and Plys spam? You got it. Obviously they're my favorites. I feel like I need shifty eyes here. This one's also a ramble fest, but you can ignore it and just look at the pretty pictures. Unless you want to laugh. Then, by all means, read and laugh it up.
Also, several comments build on spam one. Link at the bottom if you missed it.
So, the way my brain works is it divides curling pictures into like...four different categories. And this leaves us with sweeping, throwing, strategizing (real word??)/yelling, and being generally awesome/adorable.
We're gonna start with sweeping. Why? There's no real reason. It's just the way I went.
LOOK. SWEEPING TOGETHER. THIS IS HAPPINESS.
So. These are the boys, if you couldn't tell. I would give you a ratio of what percentage of the team they make up themselves, but that's not really a definitive thing. Because I would probably say they're two fifths, but official places like to say one half and other people just think I'm stupid for pondering it in the first place, right?
It's interesting to me that Plys has seven tattoos, but all you can ever clearly see is that bit of the one on his left arm. It's just interesting to me. Not that I haven't seen them. Because I have. He talked about them in an interview and took his shirt of and all that (caps?). The commentator was being dirty and mentioned that they stopped him before he could take off his pants. Anyway, he also played guitar and sang a little. OH, HAPPINESS. (yes, I will over use that word. You'll hate it before the picspam ends.)
Anddd fun fact, Plys the elder (iow, his dad) apparently likes face paint. You'll see what I mean if you go to my Yahoo link....for real.
Sweeeeeeep. I like that this is very nearly the same moment from different angles. Event though I'm actually pretty sure it's not. Right. The glaringly obvious reason being Smitty there's only got one glove on on the right and two on the left.
Getting commands from Shuster, I imagine. :) Oh, teamwork (bet you thought I was gonna say happiness).
And because I will momentarily comment on Plys's hair, I'll go ahead and comment on Jason's. I like. For real. Even the facial hair WORKS. And trust me, I know about facial hair not working. Just ask my school's basketball team. Just no. But, I'll let you in on a secret, I'm madly in love with fohawks. And therefore any manner of hair sticking up is fabulous. Hence Smith gets an A. Aren't you glad I'm taking the time to rate hair styles?
This picture and the next I call the Benton pictures. Yes. I have a name for them. This picture is wonderfully humongous so whoever took it was totally ace. But it's here because LOOK AT THAT BOY'S HAIR. Really.
Clearly, Chris gets an A+. My apologies, Jason.
Also? That angle? Kills me. It's not a secret anymore that I like boys with defined noses. And that angle is boss for that particular like.
Obviously the first Benton picture is better because it was huge and I did something weird in photoshop to this one (I couldn't tell you what I actually did, since I've done a lot more since this one).
Another thing I've noticed about the sweeper on the left? They tend to be more behind the rock that beside it. BECAUSE IT'S GOT BE RIDICULOUS BEING ON THAT SIDE.
THIS PICTURE IS GOLD.
Seriously. Another weird thing about me (You are so happy right now that you get to learn aaaallllll about me)? I really, really, really like coats. It doesn't really matter what kind (blazers count...big winter coats, not so big coats, soft coats, not so soft coats [fried shrimp, shrimp burgers, shrimp cocktails...]) and this one is AWESOME. I want it. (YES, I WANT IT, specifically. I also hope no one happens to accidentally read that sentence out of context.)
Aside from the badassery of the coat that I want, this picture really is gold. Well, also aside from the fact that it's Jason Smith. Excellent profile. But the Olympic rings in the background? The centered and offcenteredness? AAAACCCCEEE. I applaud the photographer.
YES. YES, YES, YES.
HAPPINESS.
These pictures belong together. For all time. That is all.
Oh, and I spy with my little eye another Plys tattoo!
Do you see the crazy intense concentration here? (FOCUS, EFFORT, INTENSITY. Oh, the things we learn in high school marching band...)
Love for the top left corner! Fo'sho.
And, apparently, I lied about only being able to see that tattoo on his left arm. Sorry. I should've looked ahead. But that would eliminate all these great comments and then how would you be entertained?
I like the sweepers in this picture. And I know that sounds really weird, since they're just legs/hands. But, whatever. The Norway pants pictures are awesome and they're of the same thing (granted, they had badass pants...)
Yeah.
WIN.
Looking at these pictures for extended periods of time has me wondering whether there are particular ways to better your throw based on the way you hold things and the positioning of your legs/feet and...a follow through?
Pretty sure we can rule commentator out of my list of future potential career paths.
YELLING. I was so right about the skip yelling, too. Clearly.
According to John's blog, Jason's particularly competitive, so that makes pictures like these that much better. Concur?
TEAAAMMM. (these pictures adequately explain why I can't give you a ratio.)
And, yeah, now I'm wondering if it makes much of a difference which end of the broom you lean on. But, oh, aren't these pictures of Jason fantastic?
I'm weird.
SERIOUS EPIC HAPPINESS. I'm not even kidding. And I'm apologizing right now for over use of caps lock. I can't help it, these boys make me want to use caps lock on everything. (damn, this is ridiculous...)
Anyway, we've reached the being generally awesome/adorable category. :D Score! Don't the colors in this picture make you feel...I don't know, soft and calm and quiet, not so caps lock, happiness? I know those aren't emotion words, but that's the only way I know to describe it...
Haha. Oh, this picture. First off, let me address the obvious by saying that we can't all have gorgeous mops of hair like Chris. And secondly, this doesn't not detract in any way from the awesome legitimateness of yours, Jason.
Thirdly, I'm fairly certain John and Jason are being adorable here.
And lastly, CHRIS PLYS COULD YOU BE MORE ADORABLE? I DON'T THINK SO. This picture wins.
And this picture is why I'm fairly certain that John and Jason were being adorable in the previous, because here are John and Chris being adorable. And, once again, whoever took this picture is genius. (LOGOS!)
That, my friends, brings us to the end of this random curling fest. I leave you with my favorites and Jeff. Being adorable and strategizing. Oh, and random comments to wrap up...
HAPPINESS:
- Don't hotlink/take without asking permission. :)
- Credit:
Yahoo Sports & there's one picture of Jason from NBC. If you want the link for that you should go back to
picspam number one. (yes, I'm too lazy to get the NBC link, but not too lazy to get the link to my own journal. Shut up.)
- I was tempted to add a picture of the
badass pants. No, I will not stop pimping this. I want one so bad.
- Again, I apologize profusely for the ridiculous commentary.
- This is unhealthy for me. Yep. Enjoy it anyway. ♥♥♥