I do a lot of filing at work, and when I get to putting away a picture of Deborah Messing, I get the treat and absolute joy of finding this picture again. I always forget about it and when I see it I laugh myself silly. This is Shep Messing. Behold. Isn't it precious? The hair, the smile, the soccer ball, the NAME. They don't make 'em like this anymore. Oh dear. I just googled him and found that there are indeed nude pictures of him. Why does that not surprise me? Luckily I have to pay to see them, and I am not that curious. He was a goalkeep in the 70's.
He just brings to mind that whole Slap shot, old time hockey, reckless 70's vibe that delights me. Slapshot by the way, is an awesome movie if you have a hankering for some old fashioned mullets and hockey scraps. Where else can you see a young paul newman in an all leather suit? OH! And check it out! The wives, knitting!