So apparently, I’m not the only table tennis dork. For September, about 250 of 483 total referring search strings were about Biba Golic in some form or another, such as “biba golic nude pics”, “biba table tennis pictures”, or “biba killerspin”. This means that more than half of the search strings, sprinkled liberally with other random strings like “gay windmill photo”, “mexicans are stupid”, and “i hate john walsh americas most wanted asshole” (I’m assuming a reference to my John Walsh show post), are Biba related.

I think I’m supposed to be comforted by the fact that I’m not the only one who’s aroused by ball-smashing woman, but for some reason, I’m not.

When intimidation is a good thing…that’s attraction.

Aaron has his thing for the snowboarding girls, the ones with the pigtails on the mountain who support the Canadian gear companies like West 49, Nick has his for longboarding girls, Jeff for the hockey girls, and Trolley for the…girls. I think the whole idea is hilarious, and chuckle to myself when I read about people like Alexandra Kosteniuk, the attractive Russian girl who became Grandmaster at the age of 13, in the papers. I always imagine chess dorks swooning over some spectacular move she makes that’s beyond my comprehension.

Then I saw Biba Golic face someone in the 2003 Killerspin competition, and realized that I’m just a table tennis dork. It’s not so much the fact that she’s a professional table tennis player, but the fact that she plays aggressively, almost unconservatively. It’s like Jonathan and his thing for drummer girls who play with an aggro-ape stance, instead of the dainty, elbows-raised posture that so many female drummers seem to have. There’s something about a girl who plays like a guy, whether it’s table tennis, drums, or even games. This is going on the updated list soon.

Table tennis dorks. I wonder if I’m the first.

I think that most guys around this time of year pull a Pablo Francisco in New York, in this area at least, when the weather really starts to go up and a lot of girls are anxious to show off their new summer clothes. I suppose that I can admit to doing the same thing at some point, but I’ve sort of lost the feeling, so they say.

So many are in halter tops and capris (ugh, capris), or other skimpy, tight clothes, and it all just seems so boring now. I might get distracted if a girl dresses with some more fucking personality instead of dressing to show skin, but overall hizzotness just doesn’t do it for me anymore. There’s gotta be a little more, a little something extra to really keep my attention.

Hopefully, that means I’m growing up, not getting more superficial.

So Tristan finally updated their site for the spring 2004 collection. There’s something about a girl in a dress shirt and a blazer. And if there’s no dress shirt involved, well…that’s even better.

I wonder if anyone else melts just looking at her. It’s probably just me. I can’t be blamed though. The redhead-blazer combo is deadly.