Redskins tight end and annoyingly down-to-earth regular joe Chris Cooley finally made a misstep in the world of being adored by cynical Internet-savvy sports fans when he attended a Backstreet Boys concert with his bride Christy last week.  Cooley did his best to explain his trip backstage on his blog:

Alright, for the last week I tried to hide the fact that I accompanied Christy to the Backstreet Boys, it just got out so fast. Although not as bad as the Brady Quinn pictures, I guess I should have assumed that I would make all kinds of webpages for this little stunt…

No shit I would rather be backstage with AC/DC, Motley Crue, or Jovi, it just wasn't in the cards. My Backstreet alibi is a singular justification; the wife grew up singing "Quit playing games with my heart."  From day one she repressed nothing about her love for Brian Littrell and the rest of the boys. While plans usually aren't made in Cooley household more than a couple days in advance, she made it clear two months in advance that we would be attending the concert. This was my "take the wife to the ballet and feel good about yourself" event for the year.

I guess I understand.  Just don't compare the Backstreet Boys to the ballet.  The ballet has, like, actual talented people.  Plus it's way less gay than the Backstreet Boys.  Backstreet makes gay porn look like the cast of Ocean's 11 at a monster truck rally.