Look at him! I SAID LOOK!!!

Hi, I'm Jordan Shipley. I look like a cowboy-prince-rockstar-ninja. I'm a professional football player. I'm a millionaire.
Guys, how can we compete with this? We can't. I give up. You should too. I was mad when I first saw this picture because I knew that my "playing career" in Cincinnati was at it's end. But, when I looked at the picture for a second time, I wasn't mad anymore. It seams that Shipleys boyish good looks have even had their effect on me. Damnit!
There's only one explanation for this:

Don't look in his eys.... you'll be lost forever.
He's a robot. Yes, I said it. Jordan Shipley is a robot.... he has to be. There is nobody who looks like this and be athletic enough to be in the NFL. I mean, to get to the professional level of football, shouldn't you have scars and black eyes and stuff? You definitely should right? Well Shipley doesn't, hence, he's a robot. I'll tell you why after I post another picture....
I... can't..... stop.

What is happening to me?!?
What was I talking about? Oh yeah, the robot thing. Shipley is a robot. He was obviously engineered in some sort of government laboratory where they create perfect peoplebots. He was sent in to the real world to learn from people and eventually take us over by making us all fall madly in love with him. Somewhere along the way, things changed. Shipley became self aware. But, instead of traveling back in time to kill some chick who will have a baby that won't like him very much or turning us all into energizer bunnies and creating an awesome dream world for us all, he decided that his hardware is best suited for football. And music. And being cool.

A face that only a CPU... and my girlfriend, mom and sister could love.
Before you start to freak out about the fact that Shipley will probably make every woman who is dear to you fall madly in love with him (he totally will), think about what he can, and will do for our favorite football team. There is no way that any defense can look into those eyes that are sitting perfectly on that golden proportioned face and not travel to fantasy land, completely forgetting about who, where and what they are supposed to do. In order to play against Shipley, they're going to have to treat him like Medusa and not look him in the eyes. How can they guard him if they can't look at him? Well, the last I checked, there isn't a Perseus playing in the secondary of any team in the NFL.
Robot Shipley... you can have my girlfriend. Just work your eyeball-pretty-face-magic on the field and take the Bengals back to the Super Bowl. If you do that, I won't care what you do in your free, battery recharging time.

Can't.......stop........eyes are..... beginning to..... bleed.