Kyle Korver is just another Iowa guy

korver.jpgWe don’t like to brag in Iowa. We’re reserved people. We mind our own business, go about our days, and represent our ninth-smartest-state by neglecting our blog for paid work elsewhere. No big deal.

Kyle Korver’s the same way. He doesn’t like to brag about it, but just like almost every other suave Iowa man, he’s drowning in poon:

Korver, the string-bean swingman for the Jazz, enjoys a rare level of popularity, even by NBA standards, especially by females.

On any night in EnergySolutions Arena, there are enough signs to fill the Republican Convention, most of them held aloft by women. Kyle, we love you. Kyle, will you marry me? From two young girls: Kyle, will you wait for me? From two older women: Why go for two when you can go for three?

Local souvenir stores are running out of children’s size XL No. 26 jerseys — the size women buy because there are no jerseys made in their sizes.At a recent charity event, Jazz players were enlisted to sign autographs and have their photos taken with fans. Korver’s was the longest line, snaking its way back from the bowels of the ESA out onto the court, and many female fans asked to sit on Korver’s lap.

Ladies, please. I understand your enthusiasm — who wouldn’t want the solitary comfort found in loins born of our fine state — but Kyle’s just the tip of the iceberg. Those of you at the back of the line, consider your other Iowan options. Fancy GTA 4-obsessed bloggers, do you? Aw yeah, girl, tell me how much you hate Buzz Bissinger. Yeahhhhh.

{HT: BDL}

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