mark "mcsteamy" sloan, for me, has always been the epitome of manhood. unfaithful, masculine, unsure of committments, a one-night-stand-kind-of-guy, a man who insists that he did the right thing even when he made-out with his bestfriend's wife. he's the man!
seeing "mcsteamy" on tv is very entertaining. for one, he's so yummy! okay..okay...he's funny too! a good friend to "mcdreamy", a good "fucking friend" to torres...a sensible man when he's not around women.
i came to the point of thinking, "what if, there's only a "mark sloan" kind of man left on earth?" oh, there will be no happy endings.
anyway, i have put off GA for quite some time. today, i searched for it again and voila! mark sloan made me cry in the first ten minutes of the series!
in episode 20, "mcsteamy's" estranged daughter gave birth in his apartment. he was nervous and excited and he showed all the emotions that i have never thought he's capable of. and what really struck me, was when he held the tiny tiny baby in his hand. it was so touching... the way he looked at the little baby, the way he smiled, the way he held the baby so guardedly...ohhhh....i love sloan!
okay...the story continues...
his daughter found a couple who wanted to adopt "baby sloan" way before she was about to give birth. but mark wanted to keep the baby. he has never had a family for a long time and he wouldn't give away the baby because it was his chance to finally have a family of his own. to have someone to love and to take care of.
his daughter, on the other hand, was so petrified about keeping the baby. she was easily daunted when the baby cried, she's young and irresponsible...
against mark's will, the adoption pushed through. even in a very emotional scene when he said goodbye to the baby, "mcsteamy's" parting words to his grandson was..."when you grow up, you will make a lot of girls cry. but it's okay. you're a sloan. you're excused to do that."
i got carried away and forgot for a moment that he was mark sloan. well...well...he is sloan after all.
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