It was such an un-gay week, people were getting married and/or engaged (and we all know that’s an activity the gays are not invited to participate in). Remember Tom Brady? The injured ex-Patriot (okay, he’s still on the team; I just liked the pun) has finally (and officially) become engaged to Leonardo DiCaprio’s former luvvah, Brazilian supermodel Gisele Bundchen, to the tune of a diamond solitaire and a bitchy Bundchen rep who told People magazine, “We don’t comment on our clients’ private lives.”
Brady began his glamorous affair with Gisele a few years ago when he was dating actress Bridget Moynihan, best known for falling down the stairs while chasing Carrie Bradshaw out of Mr. Big’s apartment in season three of Sex and the City. After he left her for Gisele (and really, who wouldn’t? Even I might) she popped out his first kid. I suppose he could keep her around as a surrogate, since robbing the world of Gisele’s perfect figure would likely violate one or more of the Geneva Conventions.
And in case you hadn’t heard, Fergie let her London Bridges down this weekend and finally tied the knot with Josh Duhamel, making them my new second favorite celebrity couple (Douglas-Zeta-Jones will always have my heart) now that Witherspoon and Phillippe are a thing of the past (oh, but the Jolie-Pitts are up there, especially with their high profile pro-gay-marriage stance, but they’re not married so that’s different).
What does this have to do with the gay week in sports, you ask? Duhamel was the quarterback on his college football team. Granted, it was in North Dakota. And it wasn’t NCAA, but NAIA. And the team mascot was the beaver. But it’s enough to fill up some space here. And by the way…
