Why Women Love Athletic Jocks

Whether they participate in individual or team sports, athletic jocks know that they are eye-catching.

The he-man quarterback who captained the winning team, the first rate pitcher who threw the hauntingly mean curve ball, the underrated wrestler who triumphed when it counted and the hockey player who scored the nail baiting goal. All snatched uncertain victory from the jaws of defeat and snagged girlfriends in high school.

Why were you girls mad about them?

Let’s not play coy here. Physically and socially, the jocks were conquerors then, and they still bear the same standing today. Tough, strong, built like a rock, the male athlete is a fine symbol of physical magnificence and not to be overlooked is the star status that goes with being a champion.

So what’s wrong with that? Don’t we all love extraordinary male abs, rippling thighs and raw physical talent? Yes we do. The fit, muscular guy represents to us strength, vigor, vitality and security. He is our protector who will keep us safe in harsh times. Not that we have anything against sweet Tiny Tim. Even our fashionable metro-sexual honey who has effectively merged manliness with the chic and urbane doesn’t get away; because when we are faced with harsh decisions, do we really yearn for sensitivity, empathy or trendy pathos from our man first or are we looking for an immediate practical dose of realism to help us solve our problems?

We want a man who can lift us far above the ground when the economic tsunami comes, who can call the play and rally the troops when the team of opponents breach the rules and who can pin the bastards on the mat when they try to get the upper hand.

These days the strapping, hefty, jock who represents strength and power, makes us feel like we are not alone and that there is hope. We yearn for a Tom Brady, Gabe Kapler or Matt Leinart today over the androgynous young eye bonbon who look cute but just as caught up with their manicurists whereabouts as their female counterparts.

Sure we love a pop idols cute face just like the next lass but really when it comes down to choosing between the man in the mirror or the man who will smash it with his pinkie to save me, the hulk wins every time.