When, oh when, is it going to be okay to be both an elite athlete and be out as gay? And why do sportscasters froth at the mouth to talk about straight athletes' (really rather boring) romantic relationships but fall mute when covering the lives of single or gay athletes (or only focus on their pre-teen years)? Or worse, uncomfortably crack wise? Johnny Weir, I heart you. Also, you look exactly like my friend E's cat Francis, who is also beautiful and lively and gay.