Ashley Mallett, resplendent in 1972's finest, proves that no self-respecting sportsman-come-writer need strip for a calendar.
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Reminds me of the pool scene from Slap Shot.
[Were they wearing leisure suits by the pool in that scene? I think not. Maybe that photo reminds me of a mash-up of scenes from Slap Shot. Yeah, that's it.]
- Hey, Reg, I want a chair by the pool!
- I want some snatch by the pool.
/RIP, Morris Wanchuk
Posted by: Big Ramifications | 27 June 2009 at 17:59
Slap Shot. Now there's a touchstone for 70s sports fashion.
Posted by: Tony | 28 June 2009 at 13:20
Best jacket ever
Posted by: Adam 1.0 | 29 June 2009 at 19:57
I want the Dees to start selling them in red & blue.
Posted by: Tony T | 30 June 2009 at 12:36
Only if there's a "pipe and typewriter" option.
Posted by: Adam 1.0 | 02 July 2009 at 20:03
Best I can do is a musk stick and a netbook.
Posted by: Tony | 02 July 2009 at 20:27