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seriesdepelicula · 1 year

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Más para la colección series vintage , hoy es el turno de una serie británica llamada 𝗦𝗣𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵 (𝟭𝟵𝟳𝟱), más conocida en Latinoamérica y en especial en Argentina como 𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗠𝗢𝗦 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵.Una serie de ciencia ficción y que con el correr de los años se ha transformado en una serie de culto en su género y que se ha trasmitido en casi 100 países. Fué la serie más cara producida en la televisión británica hasta ese momento (1975).

Para esa época (año 1999), el hombre ya había colonizado la 𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗔, los residuos nucleares de la 𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗔 eran llevados al satélite y se guardaban en el lado oculto de la Luna.Durante varios años fueron llevados desde la 𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗔 en misiones espaciales y controlados desde una base lunar, llamada 𝗕𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗿 𝗔𝗹𝗳𝗮, pero ocurre un accidente y estallan en un catastrófica explosión el 13 de septiembre de 1999.

La tremenda explosión afecta el campo electromagnético de la 𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗔 y saca al satélite fuera de la órbita de la 𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗔, con 311 personas en sus bases. Consecuentemente la Luna viaja a toda velocidad y sin control por el espacio exterior y fuera del sistema solar.

La 𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗔 se transforma así en una especie de nave espacial gigante y viaja sin rumbo a través de la galaxia y que a lo largo de las dos temporadas (1975/1977) y 48 capítulos, se vivirán diferentes peripecias, encuentros con otras culturas y formas de vida en el universo, peligros, aventuras y problemas que se deben afrontar, hasta que deba ser abandonada en pos de perpetuar la raza humana en otro planeta.

La primera temporada tuvo más éxito que la segunda, pero no cumplió su objetivo de venderse a ninguna de las grande cadenas estadounidenses, por lo que tuvo que conformarse con cadenas secundarias.Con ese fin para la segunda temporada hubo cambios importantes en la producción.

Los nuevos productores impusieron una concepción ajena o diferente al espíritu de la primera.Desaparecieron personajes sin una explicación lógica y según uno de los actores protagonistas, no había ningún respeto por los actores, sus papeles y su contribución al show. 𝗟𝗮 𝗥𝗔𝗜 que había participado de la primera temporada como productora, se bajó en la segunda; por lo cual el presupuesto para cada episodio bajo considerablemente.Esta situación hizo eco en la continuidad y el rating bajo considerablemente ya que el público especializado prefirió más la primera temporada donde los guiones eran más profundos y filosóficos a diferencia de la segunda que se centró más en lo espectacular y los efectos especiales.

Los protagonistas de esta muy buena serie eran 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗨 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗼 𝗲𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗝𝗼𝗵𝗻 𝗞𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗴, 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗔 𝗕𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗼 𝗹𝗮 𝗗𝗿𝗮. 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗼 𝗔𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗼), 𝗭𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗔 𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘆 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗼 𝗲𝗹 𝗗𝗿. 𝗩𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗺𝗮𝗻 (gran pérdida para la segunda temporada).Mi puntuación para esta muy buena serie es de 8/10.

#series de tv #parati #foryou #amigos #space 1999 #martin landau #barbara bain #ciencia ficción #luna #tv clasicos #clasicos de tv

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ivduarter · 1 year

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#Tour of Duty #90s vibes #tv #series #grounch #retro #clasicos

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garciapimienta · 6 months

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There’s no way I make it home before the match starts 😭

#I hate missing any match even more a clasico #I’ll be sitting here in uni stressing about how it’s going I wish there was a tv somewhere and I could put it on akakks #fcb #barça #fc barcelona #bar v rma #el clasico

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bahrtofane · 2 months

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husband Jude headcannons

jude just really really enjoys married life

Word count - 2.3K+

Watch it - i got carried away sorry guys, proposal lore?? insanely sappy, even by my standards

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He's not a fan of you being known as his, rather he's your husband. Always correcting people during interviews and giving you the spotlight. Even when you shy away, not knowing where to look or what to say. He's always there, a gentle hand on your knee rubbing circles as he nods for you to continue.

Every red carpet he wants to match, doesn’t care how big or small the event is. Gotta be a way you two look look a pair

His fav is when you wear exactly the same thing so there’s no way to confuse anything for what it really is hehe

Bouncing around while you get ready together, helping you get your shoes on while he tries his best to stand still while you fix his tie

“Look okay?” he asks, head tilted

You rub his arm, “you look great.”

And he smiles wide, giving you pecks all over while you giggle, trying to shoo him away from you and closer to the door. your ride is waiting, but he doesn’t care. pouting for just one more kiss. please ?

All his socials turn into your personal fan page, a big fat married in every bio, ring and all

He has more posts about you then his actual job

His teammates poke fun at it, “when are you gonna post us huh?”

He just rolls his eyes,”when I marry you i’ll think about it”

And that’s that

You're the first he runs to post a match, greeting you with the silly hand shake you perfected years ago. You think you could do it in your sleep at this rate. You came up with it ages ago when you kissed him after practice, playing with his fingers till he came up with the idea, and you with the actual hand shake.

You're his biggest supporter, and him likewise. In every and anything you do, give him pompoms and he'd be your personal cheerleader at this point.

He just likes to have you at games. Waving obnoxiously while you tell him to pose. And he does, every time, sending hearts your way. He dedicates his goals your way. The kisses he would send the crowd in his youth now only go your way where you catch them like a teenager.

You see complications of it everywhere, he thinks it's endearing. He makes you watch them together on the living room tv while you grimace

“My face looks so weird there, oh my god.”

He flicks your arm, “you look great shush. Ha that was during el clasico, ah good times.”

You roll your eyes but snuggle up against him anyway.

One of your favorite past times btw, nothing he loves better than a lazy morning in with you in his arms while he hits snooze on every alarm.

He tries to cook, with his stupid kiss the chef apron he got just for you. but he will need help, which you gladly give. You end up eating on the couch, covered in pillows watching cheesy shows. You've watched keeping up with the kardashians too many times to count and he still laughs out loud every time.

Jude is soft and sweet when he's not forced into a picture perfect smile and self 24/7. He's a silly guy, always trying to make you laugh. Teasing is his love language by the way.

But he's still sweet, leaving notes around your house for you to find when he has to leave for away games. Hearts and smiley faces littering every inch of the paper. Some frowny faces when he knows he'll miss you extra.

He likes bringing you to family events and bragging about how cool you are, but everyone already loves you as is, he just likes to brag. Look at how cool the love of my life is everyone, I am sooo lucky you guys look look.

Jobe has rolled his eyes far too many times, but he's happy to see his brother so happy. Plus you guys threw a fantastic wedding. A win is a win.

When you can't be there he facetimes you every second he possibly can. Blowing kisses when he has to go.

“Judes been complaining all day I hope you know,” Aurélien pops his head into the screen.

You snort, “ hello to you too Aurélien.”

He gives you a wave before ruffling the top of Judes hair as he pouts, fixing it just how he likes again, “they just don't get it,” he sighs dramatically.

You laugh, “sure baby, sure.”

You make sure to keep up with the match the best you can, texting him live reactions, even if you know he won't see them till later. He likes them all the same.

Your name on his phone is a simple "mine" with a bunch of heart emojis, the contact pic is one of the two of you together on vacation, smiling with your faces squished together while laying in the sand

It makes him smile every time. he thinks you’re the cutest

He's a big fan of nicknames, weather its a version of your first name, or just a good ole fashion baby. He rarely uses your actual name. He called you something so insane like pooki bear in public once and you have yet to let him live it down.

"in a restaurant was crazy," you squint at him.

He only giggles, "but it was soo funny baby come on."

Speaking of restaurants, this guy loves a good date night

Gigdy as he comes down the hall in his pjs, grinning while showing you the new reservations, it’s your fav place !

Every anniversary he somehow finds a way to outdo himself, don't ask, because in truth he doesn't even know how he pulls it off, but anything for you. Anything.

Even if it means hunting down the stuffed animal you had as a kid and couldn't find after you lost it in your couch cushions. He finds it, after months and months of searching, making Jobe help him look, it comes in the mail and he has to get creative to get you out of the house and away from the mail the day it's supposed to come.

It gets neatly wrapped and placed on your shared bed the morning of, surrounded by a collection of other gifts, your favorite flowers, and a cheesy note that you always end up crying at.

The look on your face makes it all worth it, when you tackle him in a bone crushing hug, tumbling into the covers in a tangle of legs while you laugh in between sniffles, he loves you. Oh how he loves you

It's been a tradition to end the night with the very place he proposed, his home, now yours.

He doesnt think he could forget it even if he tried. It was a whirlwind of a day. Picture this:

He's lost all his black socks, his (and your) favorite body wash just spilled all over the shower, his hair looks awful ( he got a haircut that morning), his cologne isn't where he left it, and the private chef he hired isnt replying. All while you're not even awake yet.

He calls his mom because what else are you supposed to do when you're set to propose and everything is going wrong.

She only chuckles softly over the phone, “calm down jude, just breathe. You'll find your things, just take a breather and come back to things with a clear head okay?”

So he does. Sitting on his bed, towel still on, frowning. He chooses to instead pat himself dry, get dressed, and give himself a pep talk in the floor length mirror at the corner of his room.

Turns out his mom was right, things fix themself for the most part, his socks are stuck at the bottom of the dryer, his hair isn't as bad as he thought, he finds a better cologne in his collection, and a perfect body cream. It's gonna be a good day.

He finishes the last of the day of prep, getting fancy candles, a lighter, and greeting the decorator. Yes he hired a decorator.

It's nothing over the top, just little changes to make his home look a little softer, changing out the curtains, placing lace table cloth with details in your favorite color. The main event is his second living room that gets covered in an arch of your favorite flowers, gentle curling to just kiss the top of the new antique chandelier that will be holding the fancy candles too. He hopes you like it. He really really hopes you like it.

He's had this planned for ages, since the moment he first met you he thinks.

When you greet him with a silly good morning text he only grows oh so fond of you, excited to see you. He told you it was a fancy dinner at his place. A change of pace from the resurates. Both of you prefer a much more intimate night in then cameras shoved into your face while a hundred people all yell a hundred things while you're trying to chew your food.

So you get ready, dress up and make it for dinner. When you see the familiar face of the chef, Karlos, you give him a wave and get seated. Noticing the new table cloth but you don't say anything. You don't want to be wrong so early into the night.

Jude comes in, nervous as a school boy as he takes your hand for a quick peek, running around like a maniac back and forth. He looks nice, in a signature all black suit, and smelling amazing per usual.

Dinner is amazing, full of your favorite courses and Jude is jittery in his seat.

“You okay?”

He nods, a little too fast, “oh yeah. I am. Don't worry.”

You raise a brow but dont push, thanking Karlos for the amazing meal as he cleans up and heads out for the night.

Jude gets up, telling you to stay put while he'll be righttt back. Don't worry, remember!

He comes back, unable to meet your eyes while he gives you his hand. You take it, sliding out of your seat and following him down the hall. There's flower petals on the floor now, you look at him, but he looks anywhere but at you, chewing his cheek.

He leads you to the second living room, where the furniture has been cleared out. Replaced by a walkway of flowers and candles, leading up to where an arch of your favorite flowers hugs the curtain, new ones.

Gently pulled back to reveal the floor to ceiling windows that give way to his yard. And the most gorgeous sunset you have ever seen. A chandelier hangs above you, decorated with more flowers, and the most ornate candles and bulbs you have ever seen.

Your eyes begin to water before he even gets down on one knee, his lip wobbles, holding your hand the whole time as he confesses every little moment and reason for his love.

He loves you, he adores you. You're- youre everything. Truly and fully. You're the sunlight that kisses his skin, the stars he wishes to touch, to know, he yearns for you. Years to know you in your entirety, till he knows nothing else but you. For your name to only fully know his lips, for only he will fully know you. He sees no other, he knows no other. He wants- no needs, to give himself as he is.

You see him, see him as more than just Jude Belingham. You see what others can not, will not. You see him, you know him. You know him better than he knows himself most days. You've seen all there is to see, all that makes him who he is. You know his stupid sandwich order at the place you hate but keep going to because you know how much he loves it.

You sit in freezing weather for the full game just to make sure you don't miss a second of him. The first to congratulate him, the first to mourn with him, the first to sooth his aches and pains. You're the face he looks for in a crowd, you're the first person he calls when anything happens.

And you love him with such ferocity it amazes him.

You're full crying at this point, fat tears rolling down your cheeks till you can barely see him, and he finally gets down on one knee, fishing out a small velvet box from his inner pocket, opening it with shaky hands.

And he whispers, “will you marry me?”

You fall next to him, sobbing into his shoulder while you repeat yes over and over. He cries with you, till you're both laughing from pure joy.

Who better to spend the rest of your life with then the man who loves you so?

Telling his family is the best part. You have them over for what was supposed to be a quick lunch, turned dinner, and you break the news at dessert, showing off your ring while they all gasp.

They pile you into the biggest hug, smiles so wide they hurt and you laugh, you're going to get married! You think they just might be more excited than you are.

Wedding planning comes and goes both so fast and so slow. Youre so excited you can't wait, and yet every step of the way seems like it takes excruciatingly long.

Your wedding planner tries her best, bless her soul, but you want it to be completely and utterly perfect. Down to the types of chairs at the venue.

Jude lets you have your way for the most part, chiming in now and again, he trusts you fully. Knowing you're going to make it the best regardless.

Leading up to the big day you think you just might pass out from stress and never be seen again, but the almost year of planning pays off, and you're married!

The honeymoon is spent traveling all over while jude is wide-eyed, unable to believe he's married to you of all people.

The press catches on soon after, even if your wedding was small and intimate. News comes out one way or another.

Jude only responds with a picture of you two slow dancing among your family and friends, captioned, “all you need to know.” and he pins it to every social media page.

What a man huh?

#jude x reader #jude bellingham #jude x you #jude fluff #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #jude x y/n #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham fanfic #jude bellingham fluff #football fanfic #bahr footy #footy fic #footballer fic

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gavisfanta · 3 months

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NEED - GAVI

summary: 2023 supercopa and 2024 Supercopa for you and Gavi.

warnings: none

"We need you today."

Xavi pets Gavis shoulder as he walks past him, Gavi inhales sharply while he follows the others out onto the field.

Today was the Supercopa final Barcelona against Real Madrid. Barcelona was prepared, and so were you, looking at Gavi proudly from the stands.

As he looked towards you, you couldn't help but smile, he just had to give his best today. And soon he also proved that he is able to.

In the 33rd minute Gavi scored with an assist from Lewandowski, you jumped up and cheered for him in excitement as you watched him celebrate with his teammates. In the 45th minute he assisted Lewandowski the second goal for Barcelona.

You stood up immediately, clapping while wearing a huge grin on your face.

After halftime Lewandowski then assisted Pedri to Barcelonas third goal. You jumped up again, celebrating as the crowd has gone wild.

After the game has ended Barcelona got handed the trophy and you looked at Gavi proudly.

After that you were also allowed to go to the field and you immediately ran into Gavis arms.

"I'm so proud of you!" You said loudly and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug.

"Thank you for being here for me." Gavi smiled as he didn't even want to let you go at that point.

Everything around you eas just filled with pure happiness, Barcelonas players and their families celebrating the win of another trophy. It felt like this was the perfect moment from the movies.

You then smiled as you kissed Gavi on the lips and then pulled away again.

"Always."

"We needed you today."

Pedri says throught the phone, his voice sounded so hurt that Gavi didn't even want to listen to him.

"I'll be back soon." Gavi mumbled into the phone and you put your hand on his tight and ran circles into his flesh with your thumb.

You two were watching the Clasico from the couch since Gavi didn't want to travel all the way to Saudi Arabia.

"It was horrible," Pedri said again and Gavi looked down on your hand on his leg, he put his hand over yours and squeezed it gently.

"I can imagine, it wasn't entirely fair too, hm?" Gavi asks.

"Yeah, cant tell me shit, that wasn't a penalty." Pedris voice changed to anger and for a second you zoned out.

Gavi has told you before the game that they were going to lose, as much as he hated to admit it, the team just wasn't at the level it should be for a clasico.

"Gavi I'll call you later, Xavi wants to talk to us." Pedri then pulled you out of your thoughts again.

"Okay, bye." Gavi mumbled and pushed the red button on the phone screen.

You looked up at him with a sad face as turned off his phone and put it down next to himself.

"I should have been there." Gavi threw his head back as he covered his face with his hand.

"It's not your fault." You patted his leg and looked at him mess up his hair, he looked cute like that and that made you smile softly.

"I hate injuries." Gavi noticed, he took your hand and interlocked his fingers with yours as you watched the commentators go on about how amazing Real Madrid played.

Gavi and you stared at the tv for a couple of minutes, Gavi only got angrier with every word those people said.

"Real Madrid did really humble Barcelona today, losing 4-1 in a final isn't easy on them." One of the two men said and Gavi gritted his testh together.

"Well the absence of Gavi, Ter Stegen, Cancelo and other players was visible, I feel like Xavi couldn't find the right balance." the other man said and then he nodded his head.

"Vinicius Junior would have probably gone past them." The first man laughed and Gavi was boiling with anger right now.

How did they dare to talk about him like that. If he would have been there the outcome of the game would have been diffrent.

Gavi also noticed that ever since he was gone, things just didn't work out like they used to. That not only gave him confidence but a motivation to recover faster.

His only worry was that, what if he will never be as good as he used to be. He didn't want to risk being injured again, he didn't want to end up like Pedri.

As he focused on the television again he couldn't listen to those people anymore.

"Can you turn off this shit please?" Gavi asked, raising his voice a bit, you nodded your head while walking over to the coffee table and grabbing the remote. You pressed the red button and then turned around to Gavi again.

"Do you want to go to bed?" You asked. You sensed that he was feeling low, of course he was, seeing his own team get beaten 4-1 in a finale wasn't easy, it wasn't easy for you either.

In response he just nodded his head, you walked over to him and handed him his crutches.

He walked up the stairs while you walked behind him, he was slow but faster than a month ago, that meant process.

As you two got ready for bed and you finally slipped under the covers next to him he turned to look at you.

"Thank you for being here for me." Gavi whispered as he pushed a strand of hair out of your face and caressed your cheek with his thumb.

"Where did that come from?" You asked, a bit confused to why he told you that now.

"Well you were with me when I won that throphy, and you stayed when I lost that throphy and was at home because of an injury." Gavi explained snd you couldn't help but smile as you leaned closer to him and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Always."

#barca #football #futbol #gavi #pablo gavi #fanfic #fc barcelona #mustread #espana #gavi x reader #gavi fluff #gavi x you #gavi smut #el clasico #pablo paez gavi

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thelvsickgirl · 3 months

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hello👋!

first of all, i promise you im not a pick me, but since i was a kid or like toddler, i always liked boys stuff, like spiderman (superheroes in general) or like football.

so im a madridista since i was like 5 or 6? basically when my brain started to understand stuff yk. but the problem is idk if i really am a true madridista, because during those years i was like an on and off footie fan, i would watch some games with my dad since hes the one that is in control of the remote and tv ifykwim.

i have watched the 2018 world cup with my dad (we were rooting for croatia in the final because luka modric🥲), i have watched a lot of laliga and clasicos with my dad, and alot of football matches in general. i also always supported italia since i was a kid because its literally my name minus 1 letter🤣 anyway i also live in a kinda misogynistic community country (the people not the government etc), which is one of the reasons i was an on and off footie fan.

so during the 2022 world cup, thats when i decided to fully watch football for my entertainment, since i noticed a lot of girls were watching football. so idk if im considered a world cup girlie. i also had a secret madrid account on pinterest from 6 or 7 years ago.

so yeah, what am i considered really? would you consider me an og footie fan? or a world cup girlie?

thank you!

you’re definitely not a pick me! many girls like football, marvel, formula 1 etc. (including me lmao)

everyone experiences or lives football differently! you don’t have to be obsessed, and it’s completely normal to live football on and off. Sometimes interests peak and sometimes not.

btw, i have nothing against people who started watching football bc of the World Cup. That’s the whole point of the competition!

listen, being a madridista doesn’t mean you’re obsessed w the club or anything, you just have to root for that team, even if it means you don’t watch the team anymore or not as much.

i completely understand you w the whole misogynistic country and etc, bc when i was a kid i couldn’t talk much ab football publicly. i also had a secret account on pinterest to save f1, marvel and football lol.

and it’s great that girls are starting to enjoy football as well! i love it! i’m really glad that the world cup happened, you don’t feel like it’s a bad thing.

to answer your question: no. you’re not a world cup girlie. you’ve enjoyed football but started *liking* football bc of the world cup. i know many people that happened the same thing lol. don’t worry, never feel pressured to love the sport, bc it’s normal if you lose a bit of interest and then regain it back.

feel free to ask anything else if u have questions! my blog is a safe space🫶🏼

#jude bellingham #real madrid #jude victor willliam bellingham #send help #sofia’s bar #im fucking crying #hope this helps

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wosobronze · 5 months

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I do think the general mood towards Lucy’s play has been improving tbh. I think they are realising her strengths and being less critical than at the start of the season. Just throwing that out there. I actually went to the el Classico game on Sunday (it was amazing) and the fans there were literally so supportive of her and cheering every great defensive and attacking thing she did. Like really positive support. I know she had a great game on Sunday but it was so nice to see the people wearing her shirts too (saw quite a few wearing her shirt). I think twitter isn’t representative of the fans who go to games is all I’d say I’d that makes people feel better. Her friendship with Salma is super cute too. Also a man who looked in his id say mid 70’s was wearing a Walsh shirt and it was just so nice to see.

yeah, some of the haters are still very loud but overall i feel it’s calmed down a lot and i do see a lot more praise. agree, it’s important to remember that the twitter watchers aren’t the majority whatsoever and so many barça fans do love her! there’s always so many pre/post match videos where you can hear fans shouting “lucyyy” and many wearing her jersey!

omg that’s so cool you went to el clasico and glad you had a great time! was the atmosphere as good as it looks on tv, i bet it was amazing?!

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MAX HEY what got u into soccer (as u call it) / ur football origin story ?!?!?

HI BESTIE I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING!!!

warning in advance i talk. so much. like half this info isnt even necessary to answer the question i jus like to run my big mouth.

so it all started when i was a wee lil lad. actually if you wanna be technical it starts before then!! basically i love soccer cause my dads loved it his whole life. n my dad loves soccer cause his dad loved soccer n i'll probly pass it on to my poor kiddos in the future lmao.

but yeah when i say dad loves soccer i MEAN it. he played when he was in school n continued to play after for the local club, a club made entirely of irish immigrants in new york. he is not irish. but he was rlly good so they were like aight. i have a ton a their trophies n yearbooks n stuff!! my dad was a goalie n helped them win a CHAMPIONSHIP (that he postponed his wedding for)!!! he got a buncha mvp votes n my opa has a plaque thanking him for being their biggest supporter :)) fun fact dads team played against usmnt goalie tim howard when he was younger. dont remember who won tho.

i know less abt opas exploits unfortunately, but by God did he love the sport. man could watch half a dozen games a day. oh wait nvm i jus remembered how could i forget he took my dad to PELES FAREWELL GAME IN '77??? oh yeah my dad n opa used to see the new york cosmos EVERY HOME GAME. so theyve literally seen pele himself more times than my dad can count. funny lil story they were season ticket holders but at the farewell game their seats were given to mohammed ali. as i type this i realize that sounds so made up but im not shitting you. look it up he was there.

so yeah naturally being raised by this man means being raised around soccer. as a baby i had a little plush soccer ball n i actually took my first steps with it. its still lying around somewhere i think. i did play when i was a kid (goalie, ofc) but the fact that i have the atheticism of an asthmatic squirrel cut my playing career short. honestly, i regret not pulling through n playing more. i actually didnt get into european soccer till i was like eleven. up until then i was a DIE HARD mls/new york red bulls enjoyer. i went to my first red bulls game when i was literally an infant n went to damn near every home game for over a decade. which means i jus got to watch the man, the myth, the legend mr thierry henry more times than i can COUNT. i didnt realize till years later how fortunate i actually was!!

now the REAL awakening. so its 2014, either march or april i cant remember. i come downstairs from an absurdly long minecraft playing binge n like usual theres a game on the tv. i ask whos playing n my dads like its el clasico. n im like ??? he explains that barcelona n real madrid are two teams in spain with an intense rivalry n every time they play they call it el clasico. n that barcelona has a player named lionel messi, who many consider the best in the world, n that real madrid has cristiano ronaldo, who many also consider the best in the world. i watched the rest of the game with him, n i honestly dont know what exactly made me a die hard messi fan. my dads a serie a/juventus enjoyer so he didnt care enough to steer me one way or the other. but from that day forward i was the BIGGEST messi n barcelona fan. i remember the 2014 wc VIVIDLY, it made me the woman i am today n NOT in a good way. i also remember growing up watching msn n that was literal crack. the 2015 ucl final especially was an,,, interesting time in my house lmao.

n thats why i love soccer!!!

#OH GOD I AM SO SO SO SORRY #I DIDNT THINK I WOULD TALK THIS MUCH IM SORRY #EVERY TIME I THOUGHT I WAS DONE I REMEMBERED SOMETHING ELSE #N THERES EVEN MORE COOL FACTS N STUFF I DIDNT MENTION CAUSE I FEEL RLLY BAD FOR RAMBLING THIS MUCH #yeah i tend to talk a lot n then immediately hate myself for being self centered #why couldnt God have given me a cool talent. instead i take seventeen paragraphs to answer a simple question.#anyway #i love you abi #ty for the ask <3

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