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Chasing The Jersey: Why I Sleep With Athletes And Why You Should, Too

Semi-anonymous lady blogger Stefanie authors the “Chasing the Jersey” blog, which details her many run-ins (and sexy times) with professional and amateur athletes. For those that aren’t familiar with the term: a “jersey chaser” is someone who only sleeps with members of a certain team or players in a certain sport. More often than not, the term is used as a derogatory one, aimed at college women who only date or sleep with members of a school’s team (“You have no chance man. That girl’s a lacrosse jersey chaser.”).

Our guest blogger, however, wants to turn it from something that carries negative connotations into something that people can look at with pride (or, at the very least, into something that she can be proud of). On her website, which will be featured on CNN in February, she describes herself as, “Spending the last six years trying to claim that title [of "jersey chaser"] and turn it into something I was proud of, rather than something I was ashamed of.”

Why would someone want to tout the amount the sex they’ve had with athletes? Well, it turns out, for a variety of reasons. Allow her to explain.

My blog has centered around a lot of the shady stuff I do with athletes. A lot of people seem to think it’s funny, some think it’s distasteful, one person once offered to help me find Jesus, but to me, it’s my typical life. I have been chasing the jersey for six years, and I don’t see it coming to an end before I’m thirty. Unless some guy locks it down, and considering most guys don’t last past a second beer (or a one night stand), I don’t see that happening anytime either.

The biggest question I get on my blog is why do I do it? Why do I go to all the trouble, do all this shit, for guys who “apparently” don’t want me? Here’s the answer.

The biggest misconception that a lot of people, my family included, have about the shit I do and the sex I have, is that I do it for the guys. Total bullshit. Most people may believe that girls don’t want to have sex just to have sex – that we all have ulterior motives and want to date and marry the guys we bang. For me, it’s not true. I enjoy random sex, fun sex, hot sex, unattached sex, as much as any dude. And everything I’ve done with the athletes I’ve fooled around with, has always been for me. The athletes are just really lucky that random sex with hot, talented athletes is something that gets me happy.

Different people get off on different things. Some people get obsessed with their jobs and focus entirely on their careers and making money and climbing the corporate ladder. I know people who talk about banking like it is hands down the most interesting fucking topic in the world, when in reality, I’d rather slowly give myself a bikini wax than crunch numbers all day. Some people are obsessed with their bodies and work out like a fiend and spend more time dieting than they do socializing. Me? I’ve spent the majority of my adult life “chasing” after athletes. Why? Because at the end of the day, the things that comes out of it – good or bad – have made my life unique as anything and enjoyable as all hell.

There are things I’ve done in my life, particularly just to bang an athlete or two, that has been so out of the fworld crazy, that I look back and think “God, what an amazing time.” The stories of some of the things I’ve done and seen have made me the person I am today. The raggedy slut with no shame and small boobs and nice hair and a loyal personality and half a heart and even less of a brain, yeah, I’m me because of what I’ve done and gone through and who I’ve hooked up with and dated and loved and chased.

I flew to Europe to bang a really hot and decently well-known soccer player once. It was, in theory, supposed to be a one night stand, but turned into a more on-the-reg banging session and a good, half way decent friendship. But the original story – the flight, the train ride, the shady fucking motel that was straight out of the movies “Taken” or “Hostel,” the random bar, the funny stories, the actual heart to heart chat and the amazing sex….like, you don’t even know how much fun all of that was for me. It was absolutely crazy as hell, I blew so much cash that trip, and it was so Goddamn worth it. I remember sitting on the Eurorail and thinking “what the fuck am I doing right now?” and being totally terrified and totally thrilled at the same time.

As for the other guys? The hockey, the lacrosse, the baseball, the other soccer guys? Eh, I’m a sports junkie. That has a lot to do with it. Being part of the game in this way has always been special to me. Screwing around with these guys, dating them, at times randomly loving them, hanging out with their teams, it’s given me insight to certain sports that I’d never have just being a fan. It’s a whole new way to appreciate the game.

And finally, if you read my blog, you’ll figure it out – I like sex. A lot. I like sex with hot dudes, and dudes with hot bodies, and dudes who I, in my own mind, can brag about because they are on ESPN or at the ESPYs (albeit this year that wasn’t that cool for certain reasons, but whatever, that’s all cleared up now ANYWAY), or they scored a huge goal in a game, or are getting praised as the future of their sport. I mean, come on, give me some credit. I’m not banging Derek Jeter, by any means, but in most cases I wasn’t hooking up with like, third string QB’s from the CFL either.

Doing the things I’ve done has given me a big confidence boost. It has made it possible for me to be proud of myself, my body, my mind, all that BS. I am not afraid to try things, to be completely batshit crazy, to be a little bit stalkerish, to say and do things no one else would DREAM of doing, because I have learned in the last six years that more often than not, if you take the chance, SOMETHING will come from it. NOTHING, nothing to me is impossible anymore. No guy is out of reach, no guy is too good, no guy is too well known, no guy’s Facebook profile and personal contact information is too well hidden. I have confidence in situations other people see as hopeless and futile. Why? Because I have managed to pull off some of the shadiest scenarios with athletes that I’ve learned nothing is impossible, ever. And you should always take the shot and risk being viewed as an absolute nut job.

And further, for a girl who likes sex, one thing athletes have, in my experience, had in common on the good end of the sex spectrum, outside of like three kind of lame ones I’ve banged, was the fact that the sex was sex you don’t really have when you’re in a relationship. It was downright rough, dirty fucking.

Yeah, I know. Most girls in public are all “I wouldn’t dream of doing that, I’d never let a guy do that to me” when it comes to rough sex. Here’s a secret – most girls love it, and will lie through their teeth just to come off as pious. I’m not one of those girls.

I don’t lie. Why? Because having sex you don’t want to have, to me, is a waste of time. I could be watching reruns of Glee, pigging out on a box of Entemenn’s cookies, not slowly “making love” with a guy who’s name I barely remember and faking an O at the end. POINTLESS. Athletes usually have that sense of urgency, of one time, make it hot, do anything you want because you’ll probably never see them again banging. And it’s AWESOME.

Maybe I’m a weirdo, but seriously, I’d bet a lot of money on the concept that most women love rough sex. Hair pulling, biting, pushing, pinning down, ass slapping…to me, that’s what sex should be sometimes. And that’s what is has been on so many occasions with athletes, and I love it.

Lacrosse has always been partial to this. A guy I was seeing for quite some time who was a laxer, he and I had amazing sex. We dated, so yeah we had those passionate “look into each other’s eyes” love making sessions. Lame. Not going to lie. But we also had those “we have a thirty minute lunch break, I almost came in my pants at work from the texts you were sending me, I want you so bad I want to rip your clothes off” fuck fests and those were amazingly fun.

But lacrosse wasn’t the hottest. Soccer, by far and away, takes the cake on hot rough sex. A soccer player who I had been banging on the semi-reg was a guy I was so sexually attracted to, I was like a cat in heat when I was around him. And that sense of urgency was there when we hung out, because more often than not, outside of one or two occasions, we were there to hook up. And when we were in groups or with all our friends, we’d sit next to each other and be texting each other the things we wanted to do to each other. Lots of leg crossing. And glances that said “I hate you for ruining my underwear already.”

I remember visiting him once and he wasn’t back from his game yet…so I was up in his hotel room, chillin’ with his roommate who I was also buds with…and then his roommate left, and I was waiting around, and then he came in. And he was gross – hadn’t showered, had been out all day for physicals and then a scrimmage, and I’m pretty sure he hadn’t even brushed his teeth. He walked in the door, and I stood up and all I could think was, “Oh my God, if he doesn’t bang me right now I’m going to die.”

The sex was some of the most ridiculous I’ve ever had in my life. Like, rough, shady sex you’d never really want to have with someone you cared about because it could be borderline abusive. But there is something insanely hot about doing whatever your body tells you to do and just going with it, having no shame and knowing everything you’re going to do with this guy is what most people want to do but never have the balls to do.

It’s also a huge turn on when a guy is pinning you down and you can just tell how bad they want you. Athletes get so much ass, sex is kind of “blah” to them. It’s what it is. No novelty whatsoever most of the time. But when you get to that point where it feels like if you don’t get that person you’re seriously going to die on the bed, it’s hot. It’s needing someone in a really different way. And it’s a huge turn on when you can see a guy feel that way. Even if it’s only sex. It’s not love or commitment or anything like that. It’s at that moment, the only thing they want is you and they are seriously rabid to have you

That’s such a huge turn on about athletes. That they are dirty as hell and aren’t embarrassed about it. And I think so much of it has to do with the fact that because they get so much ass, and so much of it is with hot girls with no shame, like I said, regular down home sex loses its appeal, its novelty. There are so many taboo things when it comes to sex still – rough sex, hair pulling, ridiculous dirty talking. I think so many women, and loads of guys even, are afraid to go there, especially with someone they care about or someone who’s opinion of them matters. But athletes? God they totally see past it all the time because they can. And while on some level it’s just a dick egotistical thing, on another level it gives women like me the ability to have the sex that a lot of people want to have, but so many don’t have the balls to try. And for that, I love ‘em. Those guys have given me some of the best, most shameless dirty sex I’ve ever had. And for a chick like me who actually likes sex, who actually likes the way it feels and things that a lot of women can’t deal with unless they have feelings attached to the guy they are screwing, it makes sex so much more enjoyable, to have no restrictions, no embarrassments, no “what will he think of me” concerns if I say what I want at that moment.

Women can sit there and say they think rough sex, or doggie style, or porn moves are gross and degrading. And if you think that, that’s totally fine. To each their own. But honestly, if you haven’t tried it, don’t knock it. And if you have and didn’t like it – find a hotter guy to do with, or find a guy who does it right, because clearly you haven’t experienced it in the right way. Go find an athlete and see for yourself – the hottest sex you’ll ever have. Guaranteed or your money back.