May 02, 2008
I can't possibly thank the good guys at Dime enough for pointing me in the direction of this outstanding Deseret News feature on Jazz guard and Salt Lake City heartthrob Kyle Korver. It's chalked full of so many amusing and creepy tidbits that I don't even know where to begin. But let's try this:
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.
OK, BDL ladies, we need to know: Is Kyle Korver (aka 'LL Cool D') really that good looking? Or is it that the men in Salt Lake City are really that ugly? Was Greg Ostertag this much of a sex symbol in SLC? I shudder to think so.