Although I have never been a sports fan, when I turned on ESPN last week to see the UVM men’s basketball team featured on an episode of “The Season,” I was blown away. For a whole hour, the team was interviewed, followed, and analyzed in all their masculine, sweaty glory. My roommates and I stood transfixed on the television, gawking as our own local celebrities showed the world what their life is like.

I have never been to a UVM basketball game. In fact, I have never been to a college or professional sporting event. But I am now a huge fan of UVM basketball, not only because they’re quite good at basketball, but also because they’re all quite handsome.

Taylor Coppenrath, our own personal Shaq, is a handsome young Vermonter brimming with youthful exuberance. T.J. Sorrentine, known as “little T,” has that rough basketball player fa?¤ade of a white Allen Iverson, although his eyes reveal a boyish charm that says “I can change, I promise.” Germain Mopa Njila, starting foreword, was also heavily featured in “The Season.” His bright smile and on-court hustle left an indelible mark on my brain that’s been hard to erase. I know that UVM isn’t much of a “sports school,” but it seems that’s all about to change. With UVM basketball getting as much shine as it has been in the last year, these guys are posed to make a mark on this year’s NCAA tournament. Taylor Coppenrath is set to go to the NBA following his graduation, and UVM basketball will surely benefit from what he has given this university.

As a heterosexual man, who can still appreciate the beauty of five sweaty men fighting over a ball for an hour, only one question remains: Where are all the groupies at? Perhaps I don’t go to the right parties, or know the right people, but I have never been out in public and seen Coppenrath, or any other UVM basketball players, enter a room and be swallowed up by a throng of adoring admirers. They certainly deserve it.