#English footballers
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world-of-celebs · 28 days ago
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Ella Toone
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hezigler · 26 days ago
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Monty Python Communist Quiz sketch
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It is an indictment against the British that the members of Monty Python have not been knight. They have been the Beatles of comedy.
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postapocalypticromance · 1 month ago
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Long term, I don't see how Pep Guardiola would work as England manager, nor do I see the same with Thomas Tuchel.
We go on about how England doesn't have elite managers and how other countries are years ahead of us and then immediately start salivating at the idea of elite foreign manager x because they won a load of stuff with clubs.
I'm not against the FA bringing in a foreign manager. If there's no other options, then I don't see why not. But we can't complain about the lack of top English managers and then have the FA set a precedent for not choosing to nurture an English manager or set of managers because they're not quite winning emphatically enough, or they make a misstep and all of a sudden Carsley finds himself finds himself in a situation where he isn't an option because he lost one match and said he wasn't sure about if he would get the job.
I hate the FA, man.
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uniqrenders · 2 months ago
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wallpapers4screen · 22 days ago
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gone2soon-rip · 1 year ago
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SIR BOBBY CHARLTON (1937-Died October 21st 2023,at 86.Dementia).English professional footballer who played as an attacking-midfielder, central-midfielder and left-winger. Widely considered as one of the greatest players of all time,he was a member of the England team that won the 1966 FIFA World Cup, the year he also won the Ballon d'Or. He finished second in the Ballon d'Or in 1967 and 1968. He played almost all of his club football at Manchester United, where he became renowned for his attacking instincts, his passing abilities from midfield and his ferocious long-range shot, as well as his fitness and stamina. He was cautioned only twice in his career; once against Argentina in the 1966 World Cup, and once in a league match against Chelsea. His elder brother Jack, who was also in the World Cup-winning team, was a former defender for Leeds United and international manager. With success at club and international level, he was one of nine players to have won the FIFA World Cup, the UEFA Champions League and the Ballon d'Or.Upon his death in October 2023,Sir Geoff Hurst is the last surviving member of Englands 1966 World Cup winning team, Bobby Charlton - Wikipedia
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mullomohiam · 8 hours ago
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A gentle and mild pnev for my friend @michaelowenfever ⚽🍑🦭
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daniswoso · 11 months ago
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Short sight.
Leah Williamson x Reader.
Warnings: Angst, breakup, reader overthinking, reader breaks up with leah, online hate, overthinking, anxiety, self doubt.
Summary: In which you can’t see that you’re perfect for Leah like she says you are after a social media post gets negative attention.
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“Y/N, what the fuck are you on about?” Leah asked, incredulous. She couldn’t believe you were breaking up with her, she thought you were happy. She thought things between you were good! And better yet, she had allowed herself to actually fall in love again, to believe that she was allowed to be loved.
Well, that all went to shit, didn’t it?
“Leah, I’m sorry. I love you, you know I do. I just-“
“Just what, Y/N?!”
“I’m not right for you!” You finally snapped, tears streaming down your cheeks as you looked at her. She looked back at you as though she had been burned. It broke your heart more and more with every second longer you looked at the crease in her eyebrow deepen.
“Y/N, what? What do you mean ‘not right for you’?” She asked, her voice was softer than it was before, clearly she held some semblance of guilt for yelling.
“I’m sorry, Leah.” And with that you were out the door, your bag planted firmly on your shoulder.
She briefly considered chasing after you, but realised it was no use, you were already driving off in your BMW (A/N: im a bmw girl, sue me.) and leaving your relationship behind. But why?
She never did figure it out, not even a week later.
She had hardly left the house, much to chagrin of Katie and Beth who had been trying to make plans with her for the past 3 days. None of them knew, it’s not like Leah could tell them without there being a massive row, especially since Beth no matter how well she knew you from national teams, would always back Leah. And Katie… Well she bullied you enough on derby days, as you played for the blues of London, and Leah shuddered to think what she’d do to you if she actually had a valid reason to.
Meanwhile you weren’t much better off, having been crying in Sam Kerr’s lap for the past week. Which is where you still were now, Kristie rubbing your knee gently as you laid with your head in Sam’s lap.
“Sweetie, you never actually told us why you and Leah broke up.” Kristie pressed, tilting your head so you’d look at her. You sighed and sniffed, wiping your tears and lifting your head from Sam’s lap.
“There… We posted a picture. Of us at the beach. And it was a hard launch, I guess? She was kissing my cheek in it, all lovey dovey like.” You started, both of them silent showing support and patiently waiting for you to explain.
“And the comments were all just talking about how she could do better. I- I didn’t think much of it, y’know? Just thought it was another bellend on the internet, but then it was all the comments were filled with. I started to believe it.” You shrugged, picking at your nails, leaning forward. The two older women exchanged a worried look over your head.
“Y/N, Leah adored you. She wouldn’t have given you up for the world. And also she could never do better! You’re the best damn player on our team, minus me, and she’s lucky to ever have had you!” Sam insisted, her voice firm, but playful.
You chuckled, shaking your head.
“Maybe.”
Things with Leah were going much less smooth than they were going for you. She hadn’t left the house in days, skipping two training sessions in favour of wracking her brain desperately trying to find out what you meant.
Then it twigged. She found the post, scrolling through the comments.
“Oh, Y/N… You fucking idiot.” She breathed out, pressing her contacts list, finding your name and allowing her thumb to hover over the call button.
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A/N: Im evil, i know i know. BUT! p2? 👀
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c2-eh · 5 months ago
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sketchbeelur · 2 months ago
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redesigned my first fursona 😭
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alex31624 · 3 months ago
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Today is the Champions League league phase draw, and McDuck Manor is a mess.
We have a Scottish man and an English woman arguing over which team will have a new moment of glory and which will be eliminated in the first round.
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We have two fans of the two teams with the most titles trying so hard to be invisible.
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We have a desperate man who can't let his Scottish uncle learn that he supports an English team.
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And we have a woman who is depressed because her also English team, is playing Europa League.
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The idea of Scrooge as a Celtic fan I read it on this really good fic, The McDuck Family Lawyer. It wasn't that hard to select the others characters and the teams.
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guy60660 · 3 months ago
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Aston Villa v Birmingham City | English Football
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pernillecfcw · 4 months ago
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Go on Levi 😂💪🏼
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postapocalypticromance · 1 month ago
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The one thing that annoys me the most about the FA, England, and English football is the embedded anti-intellectualism in football.
Not paying attention to tactical changes and successful tactical choices, as well as just a general mistrust of technical English players, at least historically, really was phenomenal way to stunt the growth of English managers for the past 100 odd years.
Not that the Reep and Hughes' double act housery didn't have its say either. Something that crosses over into pseudo-intellectualism rather than just being against being smart.
Every time I read the Times' calling Soccernomics "positively intellectual", I feel the urge to throw something into wall.
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uniqrenders · 6 days ago
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wallpapers4screen · 2 months ago
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