We Love The T.O. Show. Mo & Kita, not so much.

If you’d told us last year—when T.O. was all about Loving Him Some Him and snarling at Romo—that the man would be in Buffalo come the start of the 2009 season and that we would like him, we would have called you a moron. (Not that we blamed him for the Romo-snarls.)

So, here we are, it’s August, and he’s appeared in the Bills jersey for the first pre-season game. Of course, now he’s skipping practice because of a sore toe, but whatevs. (Doesn’t he have a toe workout band?)

The real reason we’re loving us some T.O. is that for once a reality show has not demeaned its star but shown him in a totally flattering light. Seriously. Have you seen The T.O. Show on VH1? We wanted to catch a few episodes before commenting, to make sure we weren’t just high on sunscreen or something. So, four weeks in, we can now report that we love T.O. (Or is it Terrell? Better ask Mo and Kita—their job is to keep that distinction crystal clear.)

The man comes across as funny, charming, and cheeky. Off the field, in smaller groups, he exerts his need for attention by cracking jokes, and shrugging off criticism as only the cutest young boy can. It’s hard to hate on his dating habits (dude, if we were T.O. we’d be banging the real estate agent in the pool, and calling up our hot ex, too), and let’s not forget that he’s constantly being trailed by Tweedledum and Tweedledee. He’s a 35-year-old professional athlete who’s single (hear that, Kita?). What the hell does he need these two publicists/best friends/business partners for? To tell him to stop going to clubs and dating white chicks? To quote the NFL-Tweeters’ phrase of choice, child please.

In the episode commentary on the VH1 site, Mo and Kita bitch about their 24-hour-a-day jobs (sorry—25 hours, 8 days a week jobs). They never get a day off; if T.O. goes on vacation, he wants them to go with him; he expects them to go to almost every game during the season … Well, YEAH. You’re his publicists/best friends/business partners, remember? Any one of those positions requires going to watch what your client and friend does for a living.

Ladies, if you don’t like football, find some new clients.

And T.O.: If Mo and Kita decide they just can’t take their publicist heels to B-Lo this season, just give us a call. We’ll gladly freeze our asses off to cheer you on. And then we’ll eat the town out of wings.