Christian Cantwell wins the gold medal during the 12th IAAF World Athletics Championships in Berlin, Germany. My personal favorite, Reese Hoffa, did not do to well during the competition, but it’s great to see Mr. Cantwell getting the gold.
Thank you to HBL01 for pointing this video out to us.
Adam Nelson, Reese Hoffa, Ralf Bartels, Christian Cantwell, mmm, mmm, mmm…
And what happens when you win the gold? You flex your muscles, of course. Here are some gorgeous photos of Christian in all of his arm flexing glory…
While I was at work last night, I took a break and bought M&M’s Peanuts from a vending machine. I was the only one in the break room at the time while enjoying the hospital-like quiet sound, save for the low and constant buzzing of the refrigerators. And as I ate my candy, I thought of Manuel Martinez as I stared at the two Ms on the yellow packaging. I then thought about my obsession with correlating everything I would see with big, bearish men. It then led me to a minor philosophical moment where I started to dwell on the very basic foundation of human life: “appetites”…
We literally & non-literally want and need someone and something and it’s this constant “appetite” that would keep us going. I then thought of the much-abused archetypal image of the Ouroboros where the dragon or snake forms a circle by swallowing its own tail. That even in its basic sense, the “act of eating” of the Ouroboros is the only “feasible” visual action that can represent our oneness with ourselves — how the people and things we lust are eventually and ultimately unimportant for we are our own unique self, a vessel of isolation, and the actual contents of that metaphorical fruit of knowledge…
What the — what the F?!
Lol, yeah, that’s a WTF-moment there if any. I had to get that out of my system, and to make up for my propaganda, here are photos of the ever-woofy Manuel Martinez. I still don’t know when his film Estigmas is coming out, but here are more images from it as well as more shot put photos.
Gotta add this video… This man is unbelievably beefy, it’s crazy.
We will finally get to see this massive bear of a man in his film debut (does his 3-second television appearance in Cachorro [Bear Cub] count?). The film is scheduled to be released in either January or February of 2009.
I am very intrigued with the premise of Estigmas. Here’s a brief (and somewhat poor) translated description:
The crab-producing films has decided to make a radical bid to Europe with the comic adaptation of the audacious, brilliant, and critically-acclaimed “Stigma” by Lorenzo Mattotti (drawing) and Claudio Piersanti (dash). “Stigma” is the story of the loneliness of a man marked by a tragic fate, the emergence of some sores on his hands that he represents God and that it enclosed in a world of madness.
My good friend, Jibreal, who had introduced me to Autralian shot putter, Justin Anlezark, has just emailed me some cool photos (updated with creative photo titles) and a link to a YouTube 60-second interview where one of the questions was: “Who would you turn gay for?”
Love the accent. Unfortunately, I was not familiar with the person’s name he mentioned to answer that provocative question…
Thanks to Jibreal, he had pointed me out to Australian shot putter, Justin Anlezark. Just when I thought that only the American Shot Putting Trifecta of Reese Hoffa, Christian Cantwell, and Adam Nelson are the only ones who are going to be at the Olympics (I’m calling “Clean Sweep” — lol), I find out that there are actually other shot putters out there! -_^
Justin Anlezark has quite a trying tale for his road to the 2008 Olympics (check it out here). Stories like that bring me back to my discussion on why I kinda hate sports, sometimes. But at the same time, these are just the very stories that would truly evoke the power and wonder of the human spirit.
[EDIT AGAIN: I just noticed YouTube’s “Watch in high quality” option. So here’s the high quality version collage that made Mr. Hoffa even wider. And that “slimmer” photo of him in the red shorts is from a 2004 article from AugustaChronicle.com.]
The truth is, I kinda hate sports. Sometimes. You can call it what you want: “friendly competition,” “friendly rivalry,” and other “friendly” oxymoron you can think of. The point is, there is a winner who achieves glory and fame while the loser suffers through anguish, pain, and even humiliation.
Take this photo for instance:
Manuel Martinez is definitely one of the sexiest bearish shot putters out there. Seeing the painful effects of losing on such a model of perfection do sting me a bit. (And my libido wants to rudely interrupt that the above photo — I’m sorry, Mr. Martinez — is just smoking hot.)
I don’t think I can ever empathize about spending most of your life on something then fail at it when it mattered the most.
And as Manuel Martinez loses at the 12th IAAF World Indoor Championships in Valencia, the following American duo rose to become the dominant winners: Christian Cantwell and Reese Hoffa. And even though my personal favorite, Mr. Reese Hoffa, placed second to the woofy Christian Cantwell, you can still feel and taste the disappointment of not placing first.
What a lineup. These three U.S. Olympians will definitely be a force to reckon with.
Chubarama once posted about Adam Nelson getting hypnotized as part of his conditioning to win it all in the Olympics. I remember kinda laughing at it. Sorry, Mr. Nelson, I know you guys are a team, but I’m cheering on for Reese Hoffa to win that Olympic Gold.
And then, yes, Christian Cantwell, you are one heck of a big and beefy bear.
In fact, you’re one of my favorite hot shotputters out there. You even took the Gold, placing Mr. Reese in second place, in the IAAF World Indoor Championships in Valencia on March 7, 2008. But this is a competition, and I need to take sides. I have to go with the formidable and handsome Reese Hoffa.
I mean, doesn’t that make sense? For a sport where every millimeter counts, why be impeded by something really heavy like a shirt? Well, okay, so I just want to see woofy shotputters like Manuel Martinez in all their woofy glory. Is that a bad thing?
Since these are my compiled clips, rest assured that you’ll
mostly see armpit shots and none of that silly shotputting clips.
Here’s a collage of woofy American shotputter, Reese Hoffa. Bigger quality images can be found in ViewImages.com (I haven’t figured out how to link to the proper page, so just use its search function).
The following is a video clip of Reese Hoffa winning the gold medal from the 2007 IAAF Athletics World Championship in Osaka, Japan.