Go ahead. Hate the playa.

So. Yeah. I've been watching Dancing With the Stars. What can I say? I'm a middle-aged woman and that is, apparently, what we do when we're not scrapbooking. But after only a few episodes it's clear that there is no one so inexplicably cocky as male professional ballroom dancers, who rival perhaps only Fabio in terms of creepy, unrelenting vanity. That's why I can read GQ's list of the 10 most hated athletes and laugh. Compared to, say, Louis van Amstel, T.O.'s a sweetheart.