Football. Women. And Hot Men.

Okay. I know that this should be a blog about how I think the Bears need to shore up their offensive line and how they should have fought harder for Plaxico Burress. Or to talk about how the Rams are looking in practice and how Sam Bradford is their QB of the future.

I should talk about slants and screens and bob passes and short arm touchdowns and all that football jive.

But, it isn't just that.

Oh no! It's all that and more.

See, it's called "Femme Football" for a reason. Football by itself is like a chocolate cake. Oh, it's nice and delish and well worth it. And, yes. It's good by itself. But now add strawberry frosting! And it's SIMPLY TO DIE FOR! It adds a richness to the plain delicious chocolate cake that the cake is missing.

And so it is with football.

Football by itself is a wonderful game, full of fun and violent hits and controversy. Yes. It's great and I can watch football for football's sake.

But, add hot guys to the mix? HELLO! It makes it an even better game. Guys like Troy Aikman or Jay Cutler add a certain sexiness that the game lacks in the Offense and Defense lines.

Seriously. As a woman, I do look at hot men. Hot men like Jay Cutlter.

Don't tell me that there aren't women out there who don't agree with me. And Aaron Rodgers?


Yeah. This is one QB I wouldn't mind sacking.

Listen, guys. Just because a woman likes to look at the hot quarterbacks or running backs or middle linebackers doesn't mean it's all we all watch the game for.

One of my favorite QBs isn't all that good looking if he's not in his helmet and pads. Steelers' QB Ben Roethlisberger isn't the best looking guy, but in a pinch, he's the guy you want under center.

So, what? I like to look at the hot players. But, I do know this: the game is fun and exciting to watch. And the players can't help being sexy. It sort of comes with the job description.

Well, except for linemen. I don't get the need to be obese to play the game, but whatever. Someone finds those men sexy.

But I won't stop talking football, even if men refuse to believe that I can watch the sport for the sport's sake.

And I refuse to believe they read Playboy for the articles.