Prior to this moment, the thought of participating in organized sports was about as desirable as the thought of living in a world without Spaghetti Cat. (Disorganized sports on the other hand...)
That all changed when my peepers took a gander at the above. I haven't seen that much blatant crotch grabbery since my gay uncle's 4th commitment ceremony!
Sadly, this is about as much action as that guy will ever see in his little Pelé area.
Guuh--oooooaaaaal!
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