Tim Hardaway (and most of his former NBA teammates) wouldn’t welcome openly gay players into the locker room any more than they’d welcome profoundly unattractive, morbidly obese women. I specify unattractive females because if a young lady is attractive (or, even better, downright “hot”) most guys, very much including the notorious love machines of the National Basketball Association, would probably welcome her joining their showers. The ill-favored, grossly overweight female is the right counterpart to a gay male because, like the homosexual, she causes discomfort due to the fact that attraction can only operate in one direction. She might well feel drawn to the straight guys with whom she’s grouped, while they feel downright repulsed at the very idea of sex with her.First of all, I love how it's axiomatic that fat = unattractive.
Secondly, I love how attraction between (assumed) good-looking men and a fatty "can only operate in one direction." Yeah, a hot dude getting a hard-on for a fat chick is totally unheard of! Having always been fat, and having never dated anyone who was a "chubby chaser," I know there are plenty of straight men who are attracted to a wide arrange of body types. Not everyone is attracted to every size and shape, but the presumption that most people are only attracted to people who conform to one specific type is just silly.
Thirdly, I love the presupposition that fat chicks and gay dudes automatically want to fuck NBA players, and that NBA players are so insecure that even if someone to whom they weren't attracted was in their vicinity, they couldn't begin to function. In fact, I just love the entire idea of straight men who are made uncomfortable by the mere presence of someone wanting to fuck them whom they don't want to fuck. All I can say is that these assholes would crumple if they had to spend a week as a woman, getting chatted up, having their space invaded, being subjected to unwanted touching, and all other manner of unsubtle displays of attraction by, well, them. It's precisely the kind of drooling, moronic Neanderthals who proffer asinine arguments like this one that have the least compunction about aggressive horniness—which is, I suppose, why they can't imagine that there exist people who, even if they are attracted to someone, don't feel compelled to practically hump his or her leg to show it.
Finally, go fuck yourself, Medved. Fat chicks and gay dudes have been smeared by better adversaries than you, friend. You'll have to do better than "You've got cooties!" if you want to penetrate these tough old hides, you daft weenie.
(H/T to Cernig.)