1. He’s the kind of guy who will normally eat all the food I don’t like, just so I don’t end up looking like a complete jerk by wasting food.
2. He’s the kind of guy who will laugh at absolutely anything you say, even when he thinks it’s not funny.
3. He’s the kind of guy that is ready to jump into a horrendously disgusting body of water *cough* THE MEDITERRANEAN SEA *cough* just in case I don’t know how to swim.
4. He’s the kind of guy that will go check out the creepy noises that scare all of the girls in the middle of the night.
5. He’s the kind of guy that wouldn’t hurt a fly… Unless that fly happened to make off with his football, in which case it wouldn’t matter if it had twenty kids and a crippled widow, it’d be goin’ down…
6. He’s the kind of guy that will spend all five lev at the Magazine to buy chocolate for the team.
8. He’s the kind of guy that can calm you down if you almost die on a mountain.
9. He’s the kind of guy that may seem quiet at first, but will have the entire team screaming and crying with laughter after a few rounds of Truth Poker.
10. He’s the kind of guy who takes NO MERCY on you after a few rounds of Truth Poker.
11. He’s the kind of guy who can make grand-canyon sized holes in chuch walls, armed with only a scraper.
12. He’s also the kind of guy that will spend the next two days filling in that grand-canyon sized hole with some dollar store spackling.
13. He’s the kind of guy that will wake up at 4am to be at the Dublin airport when his teammate gets back from America.
15. He’s the kind of guy that helps pubescent Gypsy boys write love letters to their English girlfriends.
18. He’s the kind of guy that never gets derragotory about the lack of spiral passes I throw.
19. He’s the kind of guy who could become a professional narrator.
20. He’s the kind of guy that can dominate the spinny thing.
21. He’s the kind of guy that can run to Shalom from Transition House faster than Paula can get there in the van (Which, well, isn’t saying that much since we did get jammed in a ditch and stuck in first gear).
22. He’s the kind of guy that doesn’t get arrested at the Carrefour (Which leaves us to speculate… What kind of guys DO get arrested at the Carrefour? Hmmmm…)
23. He’s the kind of guy that can make a game of rock-paper-scissors hysterical when we’re supposed to be quiet.
24. He’s the kind of guy that likes cats.
25. He’s the kind of guy that shares his electrical outlet and converter with you even when he doesn’t have to.
26. He’s the kind of guy that finishes his hand-washed laundry then comes back to help me with mine.
27. He’s the kind of guy that tells me what he honestly thinks about my hair.
28. He’s also the kind of guy that never tells me what he honestly thinks about my hair.
29. He’s the kind of guy that will incessantly talk about fantasy football, until the day the scores are tallied, and then fantasy football miraculously disappears from all conversations.
30. He’s the kind of guy who will, in the kindest way possible, break to you that Ole Miss lost to South Carolina, even though he knows he’s going to catch the full brunt of your devestation.
31. He’s the kind of guy who is always willing to share his testimony at any church we go to, even when the translator doesn’t speak English.
33. He’s the kind of guy who participates in No-Shave ’09… from the neck up, at least 🙂
34. He’s the kind of guy that always smells good, even when he’s worn the same clothes for three days (Old Spice Game Day does wonders).
35. He’s the kind of guy that would classify a Will Smith movie as a chick-flick.
36. He’s the kind of guy that can rapid-fire old mattresses into an attic, lickety-split.
37. He’s the kind of guy that gives incredible advice.
38. He’s the kind of guy who will help you get your insanely huge pack on… and off… and on… and off… and on… and off… and on…
39. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t get mad when the bumpy nature of a train plunges Ashlee’s fifty pound pack on his head.
40. He’s the kind of guy that can hit REM sleep without ever dropping his head (He’s got insane neck muscles, apparently).
41. He’s the kind of guy that wears Mr. Big.
42. He’s the kind of guy that wears out a new pair of shoes in two weeks.
43. He’s the kind of guy who helps you pack up your tent, shoves all your clothes further into your pack than you could, rolls up your sleeping pad and wrestles it into your straps, then carries it to the taxi, all because you slept in and didn’t pack the night before (If you haven’t figured it out, “you” is definitely “ME”!)
44. He’s the kind of guy who will give you a hug every morning just because your dad did.
45. He’s the kind of guy that will give me his mashed potatoes if I’m really hungry.
46. He’s the kind of guy that will spend two hours of sacred internet time on ESPN.com.
47. He’s the kind of guy that can comfort you on the literal worst day of your life.
48. He’s the kind of guy that will always let you choose which job you want to do first.
49. He’s the kind of guy that can have deep, spiritual conversations with an 80 year old Irishman in a park.
51. He’s the kind of guy that will lose every wrestling match a 7 year old picks with him.
52. He’s the kind of guy who could down five meech anywhere, anytime.
53. He’s the kind of guy that brings focus to randomness.
54. He’s the kind of guy who allows the team leader to scream at Jesus in the middle of his prayers.
55. He’s the kind of guy who, deep down inside of him, really loves Boyz II Men and wants to sing all their songs… (Okay, maybe I just threw that one in there)
56. He’s the kind of guy that stays up as late as he wants on a Royal Carribean Cruise.
57. He’s the kind of guy that used to be a rockstar.
58. He’s the kind of guy that is vague about his rockstar years, only fostering more and more intrigue among others about who he is deep down in his soul.
59. He is the kind of guy that puts the evidence of his rockstar past under other names in his iPod so none of his teammates can figure out how to find it.
60. He’s the kind of guy that will let you sleep on his bed if you’re sick.
61. He’s the kind of guy who won’t get upset if you’re hot pink skirt colors all the whites in the laundry.
62. He’s the kind of guy who can win homerun derby with a stick and some pine cones.
63. He’s the kind of guy who can break the stick on a pine cone, even though I’m pretty sure Babe Ruth couldn’t even do that.
64. He’s the kind of guy who will go down the slide with an autistic little girl five hundred times.
65. He’s the kind of guy who paints a mean tree.
66. He’s the kind of guy that turns red about ten times a day.
67. He’s the kind of guy that has a black ear, incubating more suspense regarding his former punk-rock lifestyle, when dreams were young and pipers were pied.
68. He’s the kind of guy who can survive his resistance band breaking during a work-out and live to tell the tale.
69. He’s the kind of guy who will pour a glass of Coke and not drink it until he finishes eating his dinner.
70. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t know the proper pronunciation of the word “theatre”.
72. He’s the kind of guy that can prophesy over you and change your whole day.
73. He’s the kind of guy who steals family reunion T-shirts and gives us hours of fun figuring out relative’s names in the crossword puzzle.
74. He’s the kind of guy who will write a blog that you can never find one grammatical error in (unlike this one, which ends with a dangling preposition).
75. He’s the kind of guy who makes our team a complete family, and who we love with all our hearts!
