Have you been wondering whatever happened with Tony Romo’s fling with Carrie Underwood? No? Us either.

But regardless of who’s interested (not us, too cool), EW is reporting that Romo ended it, because as Carrie herself put it:

“‘At one point it seemed like that’s where it was headed,’ she says, ‘but point blank, he is about football. I don’t know if it’s that I’m not quite his type or whatever, but I don’t think he’s at the point in his life where he would be willing to sacrifice football. He hated so much that people thought that he was paying more attention to me and that was causing him to not do well.’”

OK. Busted. We aren’t going to sugarcoat it any longer; we’re starting to feel a serious hetero man crush brewing.

We’ve done our best to job on Romo from our inception. You know all the reasons: Attending Eastern Illinois. Judging Miss Universe. Unfathomable Ascension to Cowboys’ Starter. Botched Snap. Name Rhymes with “Homo”. We could go on.

But between carrying our fantasy football team and peacing this chick after he presumably definitely took it to the house by playing the “Football is My Life” card makes Romo more than OK in our book.

Think of all the pros of this move: A) She buys it, B) Makes him look money to his teammates and fans, and C) frees him up to once again rake in hordes of random poon.

You may see a few places bash on Romo for passing on Underwood, but not here. She seems a little whiny and–despite having some great stems–probably isn’t all that attractive when you start looking at her every single day.

And have you been to Dallas? Have you seen the prime tail running around that city? If there’s anyone in the state of Texas that can pull more ass than Tony Romo today we want you to name him.

Bravo, Romo, bravo. Keep fighting the good fight.

[Who did the work: EW, With Leather]

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