Did Andy Roddick get a Photoshop workout?
Some earth-shattering news for your Friday afternoon: TMZ thinks Andy Roddick's arms may have had a workout with something other than barbells. A mouse and a Photoshop program perhaps? We (and over 90% of TMZ's readers) would have to agree, although I doubt that routine is an option in their "How to Build Big Arms in 5 Easy Moves" article.
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Yeah, as soon as mine came in the mail, I thought "Photochop!" Same thing last month with Carl Edwards, who is hot enough already, but MF made him look ridiculous. It's just another sign of the piece of crap the new editorial team is making out of what was once a great, informative magazine.
Having said that, Roddick looks even hotter with bigger arms.
Posted by: Ad | May 19, 2007 1:03:51 PM
I will admit to seeing the cover and not knowing who it was at first but who cares, Andy is HOT!
Posted by: Ray | May 19, 2007 8:24:40 PM
Ok. I posted this to TMZ, too, but I'd like to point out that the arms are definitely Roddick's. If you ever see him play, his right arm is much bigger and better defined than the left. This is from his serving action and forehand. The left pretty much only gets used during his backhand. In fact, the underdeveloped left highlights some of the problems on his backhand. Being a two handed backhander, the left hand becomes dominant in the swing, but with it so underdeveloped he lacks any real pace or power on the backhand.
Posted by: Oberst | May 20, 2007 4:56:29 AM
I thought it as soon as I saw that cover. He's a cute guy, but he's just NOT that beefy. the arms are the worst giveaway, but the chest and neck are notably enhanced too. That, I do agree that this is commonplace, but it should be quite so noticable.
Posted by: Brian | May 21, 2007 10:03:51 AM
Yeah I'm not convinced that they stuck his head on someone else's body. I think they SHRUNK his head and enhanced his arms to look bigger than they are.
Believe NOTHING you see in photography these days.
Posted by: mark m | May 21, 2007 12:25:23 PM
Check out the official ATP Tennis website. It has an article on Roddick's cover shoot. Andy admits in the write-up that the magazine cover was totally photoshopped. He jokes he didn't recognize his arms or chest but gave props to the computer guy that "enhanced" his look.
Posted by: Colin C | May 22, 2007 3:05:23 PM
The mag is apparently shameless about enhancing the assets of its cover men. I wrote a letter to the editor about it some months back (to no response. It's challenging enough to have the real "fitness models" as examples, let alone guys like James Marsden, Edward Burns, Josh Holloway, and the other cover subjects who have been pumped up not by physical workouts but by mouse-clicks in Photoshop. The Roddick cover is just the latest -- and most blatant -- example. Shame on the magazine for cheating.
Posted by: Carl Davis | May 23, 2007 7:57:45 AM
I can't believe some of you queens buy that crap magazine! It's awful, a Cosmopolitan for men.
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