I’m going to try my best to avoid making a frat boy-esq post about the gold medal women’s beach volleyball match. Last night Misty May-stupid husband’s last name and Kerri Walsh won their second straight gold medal and it’s pretty obvious that the gods were watching.

First, as a feminist, I feel that I should state that I think their bikinis are a little ridiculous. I mean, I feel like if I’m an Olympic caliber volleyball player, I shouldn’t have to wax anything in order to represent my country. The men manage to play pretty well wearing shorts and tank tops…

Anyways, the sport gets a lot of coverage and I’m going to go out on a limb and say it’s largely in thanks to those skimpy bikinis. Hopefully, people who tune in for to watch two women with amazing bodies running around in bikinis, learn to appreciate the incredible athleticism it takes to do what they do.

Now, back to the gods looking down on last night’s medal match. So, you’ve got two women in incredible physical shape (omg see pic!) who are wearing the smallest white bikinis I’ve seen since Pamela Anderson got married and what happens. It freaking rains. That’s right, fans who weren’t satisfied with watching gorgeous women dive around in next to nothing were treated to what we typically reserve for spring break and girls gone wild – a wet bikini contest.

So to counter the inevitable posts about this gift from the heavens, here are a few athletic accomplishments that may be forgotten in the barrage of images that are sure to be discussed at length today:

The pair didn’t lose a single set in Beijing.
The victory extended their streak of consecutive wins to 108.
They are the first duo to win consecutive gold medals

My congratulations to both women who may have played their last match together as they both intend to take time off to start families. I swear I appreciate your mad volleyball skills!

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