Since he signed with the Bears I have been a huge fan of Brian Urlacher. Long before I realized I found him sexy, I found him humble, sweet, open to the press but a little shy, talented, and generally a good guy.
Three years ago he took a lot of heat for leaving a game before talking to the press to be with his wife who was 8 1/2 months pregnant. She gave birth to a little girl named Pamela.
Urlacher and his wife Laurie got matching tattoos right out of college and were married before he was signed with the Bears.
Last weekend, Brian was seen in Vegas with icky, stank ass, VD riddled Paris “all access” Hilton, making out and giving piggy back rides.
Sigh. First of all, why do hot guys have such terrible fucking taste? I bet there are fifty chicks he could have fucked a hundred ways and they would have fucking paid for it, in that one casino alone, but no, Paris Hilton.
Then, today, my nice teddybear, cutey pie, cheek pinching good boy announced he and his wife are separated.
Couldn’t resist all the pussy that’s out there, could you Brian? Just watch it, romeo. For as I see it, this is the first step down the Jeremy Shockey “I like to fuck everything and by the way you’re a homo” road.
Yes, I had lurid fantasies about you…but I also stood up for you as one of the good guys, the nice guys, the ones that fame wouldn’t get to.
Guess I was wrong.