It took me all of 10 minutes of watching the game last night to realize that Tom Brady wasn’t the hottest guy on the field at ALL. That honor went to fellow Patriot Rob Gronkowski, who was an absolute REVELATION once I started Googling him. WOW. The hard-partying Gronk is my kind of guy: a muscle-bound galoot who never lets a potentially embarrassing photo op pass him by. The Chive has a gorgeous collection of the shit-faced tight end groping porn stars and dry-humping bar wenches. I think I’m in love.
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