49 Reasons The Spanish World Cup Team Is Definitively The Hottest World Cup Team
Dear every other nation in the World Cup: GET ON SPAIN'S LEVEL.
OK, first of all, Spain has this beautiful sometimes-bearded, sometimes-not-bearded, always-gorgeous-looking hunk named Raul Albiol.
They have Raul's eyebrows and wonderfully scruffy face and eyes and all-around perfection.
And they have all of his shirtless, towel-scrubbing bearded beauty.
They have Javi Martinez and his adorable smiling face.
And also his scruffy looking serious face.
And also his actual underwear model face.
They also have the beautiful Spanish god that is Gerard Pique.
And Gerard Pique's face and smile and scruffy beard and tall hair.
And also his rustic face bush.
And also all of this.
They have the magnificence that is Fernando Torres.
And his adorable little face and lip licking.
And the thing he does with his thighs.
And the thing he does without his shirt.
And basically just his all-around existence.
They have the strong furry-jawed god that is Xabi Alonso.
They have the robustness of his face fur and also his thighs and calves but mostly his face fur.
His beautiful, lush, wanna-plant-a-garden-in-that face fur.
And basically all of his wonderful faceness.
They have the eye-watering, skin-shivering, hair-raising Spanish statue that is Sergio Ramos.
And the perfect sculpture that is Sergio's face.
And his eyes and lips and all-around Spanish fierceness.
They got all of this Spanish realness.
All of this arm-twisting, ab-crunching shouting and twirling.
And this giant trophy-lifting godly strength and beauty.
And basically just all of this actual statuesque gorgeousness.
They have the adorable little studliness that is David Villa.
And all of his face rubbing and ab revealing.
And all of his selfie-taking beauty.
Also they have Cesc Fabregas and all of his shirtlessness.
And all of his bathroom selfie, towel-wearing, flexing steaminess.
They have the fair beauty that is David de Gea.
And the brawn, burly, husky hunk named Iker Casillas.
They have all of this shirtless touching and beautiful manly affection.
And all of his almost-kissing sexual tension.
They have this serious-looking guy who's so serious he only has one name and that name is Koke.
And all of Koke's I-look-flawless-even-when-I'm-wearing-all-of-my-clothes perfection.
They have the gorgeousness that is Cesar Azpilicueta.
And all of Cesar's mean-looking-but-also-I-want-to-pet-your-face beauty.
All of his flawless gaping mouth activity.
They have the actual perfect level of scruffiness that is Juan Mata.
They all take actual flawless selfies where they're just existing in the wild but they look more perfect than any other people on Earth.
They have this beautifully manicured man named Jordi Alba.
And all of his wistful looking into the distance hunkness.
Basically they all look adorable and hot at the same time.
They hang out together being perfect and steamy and looking better than any other collection of World Cup players.
Sometimes they take their shirts off and touch one another.
But mostly they just exist in absolute perfection as the hottest team in the World Cup and also the hottest team probably ever.
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