Just heard about a curious little contest taking place in my fine city, thanks to a friend's Facebook posting, where she was urging folks to vote for her man-o-choice. (She's a fan of Holden, for those of you who just can't decide.)
The One Man Minneapolis contest has set out to find THE man who represents the Best of the Twin Cities. Winner will receive $5,000 and a swank Tag Heuer watch, care of JB Hudson Jewelers. His charity of choice will also receive $1,000. From the contest website:
The 20 incredible men you see profiled on this site have been selected from hundreds of applicants. On July 18 at the Pantages Theatre, one of them will be identified as ONE MAN MINNEAPOLIS – the man who represents the best of the Twin Cities from the perspectives of community involvement, personality, intelligence, and fitness.
After checking out all of the applicants, I'm a bit confused by the lack of "Joe The Plumber" types. While the Twin Cities does have a nice helping of GQ buff, intelligent, stylish, philanthropic, entertaining, aspiring underwear models (or Bachelorette contestants) I think the man who epitomizes the Twin Cities hombre is of a slightly different breed than these fine young cannibals who made the final cut.
Something important is missing from the mugshot lineups and accompanying descriptions of the One Man hopefuls. I spy a serious lack of Khaki wearing, cheese curd eating, fanny pack sporting, arctic cat driving, pasty Nordic men. Everyone here is far too tan for March, when these photos were taken. Let's face it, we're talking about the very same city that holds an annual Mullet Contest. You can't polish a turd, people.
Here's my choice for Best In Show.
