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ukrfeminism · 3 years

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I was always a good girl, by which I mean a people pleaser, because that is what being a good girl is. I enjoyed the benefits that such a personality brings (straight As at school, a close relationship with my parents, a decent job) and endured the usual downsides (teenage anorexia, frequent bouts of insomnia, lifelong anxiety). I had what a therapist later described as “total conflict avoidance”, which is a therapy way of saying I would rather eat my hair than argue with someone.

For example, when I was 10, I wore a Santa jumper to school. “You can’t wear Santa, you’re Jewish! Do you believe Jesus was born on Christmas?” a girl in my class said to me. I didn’t really know what she was talking about, but I knew what she wanted me to say, so I said it: “Yes, Jesus was born on Christmas.” She walked away, satisfied, and I felt a little like I’d given something away, but I was mainly relieved I’d avoided an argument.

And that’s how things continued for me, until 2014, when everything changed.

I was reading the New Yorker one evening and came across an article with the headline “What is a Woman?”. It was, according to the standfirst, about “the dispute between radical feminism and transgenderism”, a subject about which I knew nothing. I read it, vaguely interested in the social shift that meant being “transgender” no longer refers to someone who has undergone a sex change operation, but is now “how someone sees themselves”, as the writer Michelle Goldberg put it. This meant, Goldberg continued, that women-only spaces were increasingly changing to women-and-transwomen spaces, even if those transwomen still had male bodies — and to query this risked accusations of bigotry.

What really interested me was how quickly institutions were falling into line with this new ideology: venues cancelled talks if a radical feminist was on the bill; all-female bands pulled out of women-only festivals for fear of looking transphobic. How strange, I thought, that those with authority capitulate to the obviously misogynistic demands of a few extreme voices. Oh well, that’s just America — obviously it will never happen in the UK.

Oh, the innocence of eight years ago! Today, gender ideology — the belief that who a person feels they are is more important than the material reality of their body — is firmly in the ascendent. Activists like to claim that the only people who have a problem with this are “Right-wing bigots”, because it keeps things simple to suggest that this is a good (gender ideology) versus bad (Right-wing bigots) issue.

Yet I know a lot of non-Right-wing, non-bigots who are extremely angry at how things have shifted. My friendship group consists mainly of thirty-something to fifty-something progressive women, all, like me, lifelong Labour, or Liberal Democrat, or Green voters, all teachers, or civil servants, or writers, or lawyers. Most are not on Twitter, or TikTok, or any Mumsnet message boards. But when we meet up these days, they talk about Lia Thomas, the Ivy League swimmer who recently transitioned and is allowed to compete against female swimmers and is duly smashing women’s swimming records.

They talk about JK Rowling, vilified for saying that women — not people — menstruate and calling for single-sex spaces to be preserved. They talk about Kathleen Stock, a philosophy professor, who had to leave her job at Sussex University due to ongoing harassment from gender activists. They talk about political parties which explicitly describe women’s sex-based rights as transphobic, including the Green Party and the SNP. They talk about politicians who say things so stupid about gender it’s impossible to believe that they truly believe what they are saying, from Dawn Butler’s claim that “a child is born without a sex”, to Layla Moran’s insistence that she doesn’t care about a person’s sex because she can see “their soul”, to Keir Starmer’s stammering insistence that it’s wrong to say “only women have a cervix”.

You can — and many do — dismiss these angry women as irrelevant middle-aged mums, or just a bunch of Karens, but they do not fit into the “Right-wing bigot” pigeonhole, however much gender ideologues try to squash them in. As a result, many on the Left would prefer that this debate about gender, with older feminists on one side and gender ideologues on the other, was not happening at all, because it doesn’t fit into the good versus bad dichotomy with which the Left frames the world. So they tell themselves that this is a “niche” issue and “normal women” (ie, women not on Twitter or Mumsnet) don’t know or care about it.

Let me disabuse them of both of those notions: they do and they do. The threats, the abuse, the no-platforming of gender-critical feminists: despite the activists’ best efforts to make all of this vanish, none of it has worked. This is the issue that readers and friends want most to talk to me about, albeit only, they say, with no small amount of frustration, in private.

It did not – and I cannot stress this enough – have to be this way. In 2016, Maria Miller, then the chair of the women and equalities committee, produced a report that suggested switching gender should just be a matter of “self-identification”. This statutory declaration would replace the previous gender recognition process, which involved living in one’s chosen gender for two years, being diagnosed with gender dysphoria and being questioned by a panel.

Yet it is a pretty basic fact that male bodies are bigger and stronger than female ones, which is why sex-based rights exist in the first place. So how, I wondered, would self-ID work in practice? Would a person born male now be able to compete against women in sport, or be incarcerated with female prisoners? I assumed the government had thought about this. I assumed wrongly.

In a 2017 interview with The Times, Miller was unable to answer the most basic questions about how her proposals would affect women, which seemed weird to me, because surely you’d think about women when massively overhauling women’s rights? If Miller had given this even a moment’s thought, and acknowledged that women and transgender people’s rights needed to be balanced, rather than selling out the former to appease gender ideologues, it seems highly likely to me that the debate would never have become as fraught as it is. Anyway, after four years of anguished discussions, Miller’s reforms got kicked into the long grass in 2020, although they are still scheduled to go forward in Scotland, backed by the SNP and Greens.

Many transgender people have said how much they have hated being the subjects of political and online debate over the past five or so years, and who can blame them? Yet this issue is not just about them. Debates about gender rights are also debates about women’s rights, because activists are asking, essentially, for the abolition of women’s sex-based rights. This made and makes no sense to me, not because I think that trans women are terrible people, but because women’s sex-based rights exist for a reason.

I started having tentative discussions about this with other progressive journalists, but I was invariably the only one at the table who believed (or was willing to say out loud) that there is a clear clash between gender-based rights and women’s rights. When I said to one journalist that women need women-only spaces, he replied, “So you’re defending segregation?” Another time, when I said it was ridiculous to make prisons mixed-sex, someone I consider a friend said, “You sound like a homophobe in the Eighties saying you wouldn’t let your kids have a gay teacher.” Someone else told me I sounded like a “bigoted radical feminist” and I thought, “I used to be a deputy fashion editor, so if I’m now radical then the Left really is in trouble.” Another one said that by arguing for women’s sex-based rights I was beating down on “the most oppressed minority in Britain”, i.e., transgender people.

I have no doubt that transgender people suffer horrific bigotry in this country and everywhere. But when I found the statistics showed one trans person is tragically, killed a year in the UK, but two women are killed a week in England and Wales, I was accused of engaging in “the victim Olympics”. People who claimed to care ever so deeply about women’s physical safety during the MeToo movement now sneered at any woman who expressed doubt about sharing private spaces with male-bodied people. The most obvious example here was JK Rowling, who wrote about how her experiences with domestic violence informed her views, an inconvenient truth her critics conveniently ignored. Women are raised to fear male strength, and with very good reason. And now we’re called bigots for doing so.

For the first time in my 20-plus years of being a liberal journalist, I felt completely isolated. I knew I could make my life easier if I just reverted to being the good girl and shut up. “Be kind,” women were told by gender ideologues: be good girls, don’t ask questions, just nod and say what we tell you to say. You don’t want to be mean, do you? But how can you be a writer and not write your doubts about something so important? How can you be a journalist and not ask questions? Occasionally a professional peer would send a text saying that they agreed with me, but they couldn’t say so publicly because their editor wouldn’t like it, or their teenage kids would shout at them, or it was just too stressful.

So I questioned myself. Of course I did. Would my children be ashamed of me in twenty, ten, five years time? “Am I the baddie here?” I asked myself. But I just couldn’t make it square up: how can feelings (gender identity) always take precedence over material reality (biological sex)? Trying to convince myself that I was wrong and the gender ideologues were right was like trying to convince myself that one plus one equals a unicorn. How can you shut your eyes to your own experience and say something that makes no sense? Apparently some people can, but I could not.

I understand why some people see parallels between the modern transgender movement and the gay rights struggle. Like many gay people, trans people experience terrible marginalisation and discrimination, and some are rejected by their families, and that is tragic. Like gay people, they have been cruelly vilified in the Right-wing press (which is partly why the Left-wing media is then so loathe to raise any questions about the transgender movement. They don’t want to look like the evil Tories, right?). But there are other ways to see this situation, too.

It felt at times like men’s rights activism as a religion. Whenever I or a female colleague dared to voice our doubts about gender ideology, we were pilloried; whenever a male colleague did, he was given a free pass. It was, in the vast, vast main, women who were condemned as bigots, all because they didn’t believe the right things, because they were trying to defend their legal rights. Left-wing men — both in person and online — told me that unless I repeated the mantra “trans women are women”, I was a bigot. It reminded me of that time in school when I was questioned about Jesus to prove my worthiness to wear a jumper.

At the same time as all this was going on, Labour’s seemingly never-ending anti-Semitism scandals were unfolding. Everyone was being urged to listen to those with “lived experience”, and yet non-Jewish people on the Left were telling British Jews that they knew better than them what anti-Semitism was. Now many of those same men were telling me that they knew better than me what a woman was. So this time I didn’t give up a part of myself. Instead, I felt real anger, and I wrote an article in which I told them to get lost. This provoked a huge backlash on Twitter, and no, it wasn’t pleasant. But it was definitely preferable to staying silent just because I was scared.

Other people, however, did not react like that. It was astonishing to me how quickly universities, publishing houses, NHS services, political parties, newspapers and TV networks capitulated to the gender ideologues, who were often not even trans themselves. Mainstream newspapers were suddenly using ideological terms like “cis”, a term which endorses the highly dubious belief that we all have an innate gender identity, and “top surgery”, a tidy euphemism for an elective double mastectomy. NHS services would talk about “cervix havers”, “chest feeding” and “pregnant people” (although prostate-havers were, notably, still men). ITV made a much-publicised drama, Butterfly, about a little boy who decides he’s a girl because he likes to wear make-up and jewellery, because clearly a boy playing with make up needs some kind of medical intervention — and what else is a girl but jewellery and lipstick?

Many of the people demanding these institutional shifts were and are not transgender themselves. They are bullies who set themselves up as moral arbiters, using self-righteous hysteria and factually questionable claims to demand censorship, instilling fear that anyone caught engaging in wrongspeak or even wrongthink will be publicly shamed and professionally destroyed. Bullies who insist they need to reshape women’s rights entirely, and then accuse any woman who even wants to discuss this of being hateful, stupid and dangerous. I have seen some people refer to gender-critical feminists as bullies, but I have never seen a gender-critical feminist call for writers to be no-platformed, words to be banned, books to be pulped, or articles to be deleted from the web. Gender activists do all of that as a matter of routine.

Contrary to what these bullies have claimed, gender-critical feminists do not hate trans people. I certainly feel no anger or animosity towards trans people. The only feeling I have towards them is compassion. Not to the point where I’m willing to give up all of women’s sex-based rights, no. But I do know I can only imagine the trauma and pain they have endured in their lives. I also know that so many of the arguments that are happening in their name are not ones that they wish for at all; they are conducted largely by provocateurs who are just burnishing their online brands.

No, my anger is directed at the cowardly institutions that have allowed themselves to be bullied by a tiny misogynistic online minority instead of maintaining even a shadow of a backbone and doing what they know is right. Bristol University, for one, which is currently being sued by a young Dominican woman, Raquel Rosario-Sanchez, on the grounds of sex discrimination and negligence. Rosario-Sanchez came to Bristol to do a PhD on the male exploitation of prostitutes, but because she chaired an event with the feminist group, Woman’s Place UK, trans activists bullied and intimidated her.

She follows in the now extremely established lineage of women like Kathleen Stock, Maya Forstater, Allison Bailey, Rosie Kay — all women who have suffered huge professional setbacks and personal upheaval simply for believing that biological sex is the defining factor in women’s oppression. Do their employers think they’re wrong? Do they really think that something called gender identity, which I’m guessing most of them had never even heard of until six years ago, is the most important quality to a person, and any woman who doubts this must be shunned from society? Or do they just wish to be on The Right Side of History?

That’s a phrase I’ve heard often over the past few years. An editor said it to a friend of mine when she wanted to look at the effect of puberty blockers on gender dysphoric children (“I know, I know, but we want to be on the right side of history…”), and a US magazine editor said it to me when I asked if I could interview Martina Navratilova about her views on trans athletes: “I know what you’re saying, and I’m on your side, really I am. But you have to wonder what the right side of history is,” he said. It’s a concern that’s entirely based on vanity, because it’s about wanting to look good, to be seen as the good guy, polishing one’s future legacy. It’s also a way of abdicating responsibility for one’s choices: I’m not making this decision because it’s what I think – it’s what the future thinks!

And then there’s Twitter. When I wanted to write for a magazine about the vilification of JK Rowling, I was told no, because it would cause “too much of a Twitter storm”. A friend wanted to put together a book of collected gender-critical essays, but an editor told her “the Twitter kickback would be too strong, and it wouldn’t get past the sensitivity readers anyway”. It amazes me how much power some people give to Twitter, because as someone who has been the object of several Twitter storms in my time, I’ll let you in on a little secret: Twitter means nothing, unless you give it the power to mean something. People should really stop giving Twitter so much power, because it’s making them bad at their jobs.

I’m lucky — I haven’t lost my job because I believe something that everyone believed up to five years ago, and most people still believe now. (Gender activists love to produce sweeping surveys which they insist prove most people support trans rights. When people are questioned about the rights of trans people who have not had gender reassignment surgery, or dig into the specifics of sport and prisons, public opinion, unsurprisingly, changes.) I did, however, stop writing my column. I was tired of being seen as the Phyllis Schlafly of The Guardian.

I’m currently writing a book about anorexia. Multiple doctors have confirmed to me what I already suspected, which is that there are obvious parallels between what gender dysphoric teenage girls say today — about their hatred of their body, their fear of sexualisation, their assumptions about what being a woman means — and what I said while in hospital as a teenager.

This is a fact, and an important one about adolescent mental health, and yet when other people have tried to make similar points in print, they have come up against enormous barriers. Abigail Shrier’s book, Irreversible Damage, which looked at the disproportionate rise in numbers of teenage girls seeking gender transition, was ignored by progressive newspapers and magazines, even though it sold well. A US supermarket stopped stocking it after protests by activists. The deputy director for transgender justice at the ACLU, which still claims to be a free speech organisation, said that suppressing Shrier’s book was “100% a hill I would die on”.

Repeatedly, women who write about this tell me they are subjected to impossible edits: pleas for balance, softened language, a more neutral tone, dissenting voices, more equivocation so as to render their original argument into meaningless slurry — everything editors do to a piece when, really, they would rather spike it and save themselves the bother. It doesn’t matter how many facts you have, what matters are the feelings.

I don’t discount feelings. Feelings are important. But it’s interesting whose feelings matter. Andrea Long Chu, a trans woman, wrote in her 2017 memoir that the “barest essentials” of “femaleness” is “an open mouth, an expectant asshole, blank, blank eye”. How did that get past the now ubiquitous sensitivity readers? It certainly didn’t hurt the writer’s career, who continues to get very high-profile commissions, whereas I personally know women who have lost their jobs for saying that the barest essentials of their femaleness was their biology. Or how about this line from a recently published memoir by Grace Lavery: when describing how hormone treatment has affected her body, she writes that her penis felt “as though I were laying my own miscarried foetus across my hand”.

I had a miscarriage. Two, actually. And so has almost every woman I know who has been pregnant. I wonder if anyone at that publishing company thought how we might feel, seeing our failed pregnancies compared to a flaccid penis? I’m guessing none, and fair enough, because I actually don’t think fear of offence is a reasonable excuse not to publish something. The double standards are ludicrous: you can now say any old garbage about women, but anything that even questions gender ideology will be anxiously second-guessed and overly edited into oblivion, no matter how many facts and even genuine feelings are behind it.

Someone described this to me recently as “a period of over-correction”, and I get that. For so long, transgender people were underrepresented, mocked and harassed, and now it’s their moment to have their say, and fair enough. But this should not be an either/or situation: both women and trans people should be able to speak out equally and honestly in progressive spheres. Instead, I see Left-wing feminist writers being funnelled towards Right-wing publications, simply because Left-wing ones are too anxious to stay on The Right Side of History to publish them. This makes it easier for the Left-wing bullies to discredit them, but it does not make what they’re saying any less true.

Recently, Mumsnet hosted a live discussion with Stella Creasy and Caroline Nokes about women and mothers in politics. When the majority of the questions were about gender and what Creasy and Nokes think a woman is, the journalist Marie Le Conte called the Mumsnetters “obsessive” and “radicalised”. There were many problems facing women today, she wrote, but instead of working together on low rape convictions and workplace discrimination, feminists were arguing over this one issue.

Le Conte is right, of course: these are things women should be focusing on, because they affect women. But how can women focus on them if politicians won’t even say what a woman is anymore? If sex and gender are being blurred together, how can we discuss who’s being discriminated against and why? In the workplace, a woman might be sacked because, say, she got pregnant, which is sex discrimination. A trans woman might be sacked because of transphobia. These are very different issues, and while inclusion is a laudable aim, it can’t come at the cost of clarity and efficacy.

It is not bigoted to say these things. And yet, there was a period, about three years ago, when I honestly thought about quitting my job. I felt so hated for saying things — things that are scientifically, biologically and factually true — and so unsupported by people who I know secretly agree with me but are too scared to say so out loud that I nearly left journalism. Well, I didn’t. Instead, I decided to stop being so frustrated by it all, and to stop taking what is going on in the progressive media circles and institutions so personally. For so long, I defined myself as a Left-wing journalist, but political categories are watery these days, and I’m OK with feeling out of step from so many people I once thought of as my side. I know they see things differently from me and I fully support their right to express their views; that feeling, I know all too well, is not mutual.

I don’t feel like I’ve become radicalised, because I don’t think anything I didn’t already think six years ago. I do, however, feel much better about myself for not just thinking it but saying it. I have learned that there is something worse than people telling me I’m a bad person, and that is allowing bullies to reframe the world, to dictate what we can all think and to define my reality. They might have triumphed over some institutions, but they haven’t triumphed over me. It turns out life is much better when you’re no longer the good girl.

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limmastyles · 2 years

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Yes bestie. The pic where he's wearing a pink jumper is from Thursday and the pic without the pink jumper is from today. But the spotting of him and the leech at the bar is fake. DM copied that story from a TikTok video which is also a fake story. Harry is doing everything he can to prove he's not with her. I'm pretty sure he arrived in the UK sometime this week!

He arrived last week, but yeah, you are right

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sleepykittypaws · 3 years

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Celebrate the Olympic Spirit

Sure, the Olympics aren’t a holiday, per se, but the every-four-year, or two if you count both Summer and Winter editions separately, massive international sporting events sure seems like a reason to celebrate, especially given their recent, unprecedented delay. And what better way to get into the Games mood, than by watching a sports movie?

Here are my favorite motivating, inspirational, and aspirational tales of athletic derring do…

Favorite Sports Movies

The Cutting Edge (1992) - This figure skating romance was released around the 1992 Olympics, and actually name-checks that year's winter host city, Albertville, more than once. It's not good in the traditional sense of great storytelling or athletic veracity, but I loved it so very much I saw it three times in the theater as a teen. Watching it at some point during every Winter Games is a tradition for me so, yeah, I can’t help it, I love this silly sports movie/romance, which also features a bit of holiday feels.

Wimbledon (2004) - It's a rom-com. It's a sports movie. It's a rom-com sports movie that really should be better known. Notting Hill but set at tennis' best-known event. Paul Bettany and Kristen Dunst have surprisingly great chemistry, and there's more sports-related tension than you'd think.

Friday Night Lights (2004) - A football movie for people who don't really like football. a.k.a. 🙋‍♀️. The TV series it spawned is also brilliant (”Clear Eyes, Full Hearts,” indeed), and well worth a watch, but the original movie, starring Billy Bob Thornton, is, honestly, a masterpiece. Definitely Peter Berg's best work and the original book, written by Berg's cousin, Buzz Bissinger, is a great read.

Muriel's Wedding (1994) - You mean you forgot this Australian export, which made Toni Collette a star, was a sports movie? Yep, one of my all-time favorite movies, of any genre, this absolutely brilliant, ABBA-soaked comedy is not only a girls-night go-to, but also a stealth Olympic sport classic.

Remember the Titans (2000) - OK, football isn't in the Olympics, but it sure does make for a good sports movie setting. Even if this early 1970s-set story is most definitely Disney-fied, Denzel Washington, Will Patton, Ryan Gosling and a baby Hayden Panettiere really sell this sort-of true story.

Invictus (2009)-Rugby isn't an Olympic sport, or even one most Americans know much about, but this Matt Damon-led, Clint Eastwood-directed, based-on-a-true-story tale made me care about a sport I'd only tangentially knew even existed before watching.

Hoosiers (1986)-I grew up in Indiana so, by law, I have to include this basketball classic on any "best of" sports movie lists. Also, it actually is really very good.

Rudy (1993)-Ditto the above. But, again, it's hard not to root for Sean Astin (and Jon Favreau!) in this love letter to the Fighting Irish. Plus, there’s no better scavenger hunt task or TikTok challenge than going into a bar and convincing a patron to allow you to put them on your shoulders and march around chanting, 'Rudy, Rudy, Rudy.'

Miracle (2004) - Given how much more popular the Summer Olympics are, it's weird that the Winter Games seem to get all the good movies made about them, but this Kurt Russell-led true tale is another Disney sports movie classic.

McFarland, USA (2015) - Disney, and Kevin Costner, just really know how to make a sports movie, damn it! This movie made me care about cross country for which it, too, could have carried the title Miracle.

A League of Their Own (1992)-The best baseball movie ever. Yeah, I said what I said. Tom Hanks, Geena Davis, Lori Petty—even Madonna and Rosie O'Donnell are making it work. 1992 was a weirdly great year for sports movies.

Moneyball (2011) - A movie about baseball, and math, and yet it's also great, I swear. In addition to all of the above, it's also a stealth Christmas movie and maybe Chris Pratt's best non-Marvel, movie role.

Creed (2015) - This surprisingly effective Rocky reboot starring Michael B Jordan as Apollo Creed's illegitimate son has spawned its own movie series which, in many ways, exceeds the original Rocky franchise.

Rocky Balboa (2006) - Maybe it's because I was a toddler when the original Rocky came out, so only saw the ever-worse sequels as a kid, but this mid-aughts return to the character for Sylvester Stallone, as both writer and actor, is a triumph.

Eddie the Eagle (2016) - That Hugh Jackman features in as many movies (spoiler alert) on this list as Kevin Costner surprised me, too. This story of the English ski jumper who became infamous for being, well, less than golden, is one of those non-Olympic triumph stories that really works. If you're going to watch one underdog-at-the-Games movie, I definitely prefer this this to the more ubiquitous Cool Runnings.

Love & Basketball (2000) - Only because I'm an anglophile is this great, chemistry-filled Sanaa Lathan and Omar Epps college basketball romance not my favorite sports-movie-meets-rom-com.

I, Tonya (2017) - Margot Robbie and a nearly unrecognizable Sebastian Stan are perfectly cast in this sarcastic, highly stylized look at the Tonya Harding scandal.

Pride (2007) - Apparently I like this swimming movie, which I think almost no one saw, better than critics, but I found this 1970s-set, Terrence Howard-Bernie Mac-starring story of inner city kids excelling in the pool emotional and entertaining.

Field of Dreams (1989) - This Kevin Costner magical realism baseball classic is often goofy and imminently tease-worthy and yet…It also works. Maybe it's no surprise that someone who loves cheesy Christmas movies as much as I do would have a soft spot for Field of Dreams.

42 (2013) - Chadwick Boseman is absolutely fantastic as legend Jackie Robinson. One of those movies that's ostensibly about baseball, but is really about so much more, except not in a pretentious way.

Race (2016) - Before Jason Sudeikis was Ted Lasso, he was famed track coach Larry Synder in this Jesse Owens biopic that is far from perfect, but still important. Plus, I honestly don't think Stephan James got enough credit for his relatively nuanced portrayal of Owens.

Goon (2011) - This overlooked gem starring Sean William Scott as a semi-pro hockey player whose main skill is his ability to take, and dole out, a beating, is surprisingly great.

Real Steel (2011) - This is a robot-boxing movie starring Hugh Jackman that is basically Rocky meets Over the Top—and yet it's actually really good. Yeah, I was surprised, too.

Forget Paris (1995) - OK, so maybe Billy Crystal playing an NBA referee doesn't really make this a sports movie, but it does begin and end (spoiler alert) at real NBA games, and I will die on the hill that this rom-com co-starring Debra Winger is wildly under-rated.

Bend it like Beckham (2002) - This girl-power sports movie has some highly questionable romantic dynamics (the coach is their love interest???) but this Parminder Nagra-Keira Knightley movie is also a heckuva sports movie and an inspiring immigrant story.

Bonus Pick: The Apple TV+ series Ted Lasso is one of the best things I watched in 2020, and I'm sure of that, because I watched it twice since, just to be sure. Jason Sudekis is absolutely perfect as an American college football coach taking over a UK Premier League team. This sweet show with a heart of gold is smart, funny, and absolutely impossible not to love—even for a cynic such as myself.

More Sports Movies Worth Watching

For someone not very into sports, I am, apparently, into watching movies about sports, so while not a comprehensive listing of the entire, vast genre, here are a few more suggestions I personally think are worth watching.

The Miracle Season (2018) - This movie about high school volleyball champs whose star player dies suddenly stars Helen Hunt and is a lot better than you'd think based on its tiny budget and, honestly, fairly small story. Just missed making my Top 25.

The Way Back (2020) - This Ben Affleck as a drunken high school basketball coach movie is a lot better than expected. Released just as the pandemic kicked into high gear, it was overlooked last year, but worth seeking out.

Fighting with My Family (2019) - Does it count if it's a show, not a sport? Either way (but that's why this isn't in my Top 25), this stealth Christmas movie/love letter to the WWE is a lot better than it ever needed to be thanks to some really great performances from Florence Pugh, Lena Headey and directer Stephen Merchant. Even The Rock reins it in.

Warrior (2011) - You couldn't pay me to watch an actual UFC bout, but this Tom Hardy story of (literally) battling brothers is incredibly compelling and well done.

Win Win (2011) - This movie isn't really enough about wrestling, even though its ostensibly centered around the sport, to make it into my Top 25, but it's still really good, and Amy Ryan gives an outstanding performance.

Fever Pitch (2005) - Drew Barrymore and Jimmy Fallon star in this remake of a UK film whose ending they had to shift when the Red Sox unexpectedly won the World Series.

Fever Pitch (1997) - This Colin Firth-starring, Arsenal-centered original is much smaller, more realistic and arguably better than the big budget Barrymore-Fallon redux.

We are Marshall (2006) - A real-life sports tragedy made into a sports-movie tearjerker starring Matthew McConaughy. And my tears were very much jerked by the end.

Coach Carter (2005) - Samuel L Jackson plays real-life basketball coach Ken Carter and, because it's a Disney movie, doesn't use the F-word even once. Now that's a feat worthy of its own sports movie.

Invincible (2006) - Yes, it's Mark Wahlberg, and another based-on-a-true-story, Disney sports movie that hits all the cliches, but dang it, that works on me. It just does.

Glory Road (2006) - If you're sensing a theme with me and Disney sports movies…Well, you're not wrong. This look at the first all-Black starting lineup at the 1966 NCAA Final Four does, unfortunately, center white coach Don Haskins, played by Josh Lucas (though I always mis-remember it as Josh Charles), making the important story it tells less than what it should be, but it still mostly works.

Million Dollar Arm (2014) - Admittedly one of the lesser Disney sports movie entries, and another that centers a white guy in a film mostly about people of color (not a great look), this Jon Hamm movie about a scout seeking an Indian cricket star who can make it in the Major Leagues still mostly worked for me.

The Mighty Ducks (1992) - One of the few movies on this list aimed directly at kids, this beloved peewee hockey saga actually is cute, and mostly does hold up.

Cool Runnings (1993) - Kind of shocked this movie that is part White Savior-movie and part-wacky kids movie essentially making fun of a real group of athletes of color came out in 1993 and not 1973, but the earnest charm of John Candy and a general Disney gloss keep this from being totally unwatchable and mostly just mildly, rather than extremely, offensive. Not really recommending, but feels like it belongs on an Olympic movie list.

Nadia (1984) - This made-for-TV, mostly true biopic, starring Talia Balsam as Nadia Comaneci, was a Disney Channel staple in that network’s early days.

Munich (2005) - It's a movie with the Olympics very much at its heart—namely the 1972 Israeli athlete hostage tragedy—that isn't really about the Olympics at all, but this Steven Spielberg-directed movie about national revenge is compelling, if problematic if you think about it for too long.

American Anthem (1986) - Is this Mitch Gaylord-Mrs. Wayne Gretzky (a.k.a Janet Jones) starring movie good, realistic and/or well-written? No, no and none of the above. But did I still watch it 8,000 times as a kid on HBO? Yes. Yes, I did.

Men with Brooms (2002) - Once, on a business trip to Canada, my husband was stuck in a hotel that only got three channels, and one of them always seemed to be showing curling, which actually got him weirdly into this obscure sport. This movie wasn't quite as fun as I hoped, but it's still a mostly charming, if slight, Canadian classic.

Unbroken (2014) - The harrowing and incredible real-life story of Louis Zamperini deserved better than this Angelina Jolie-directed movie delivered, but it's still a serviceable version of a worthy tale.

Chariots of Fire (1981) - I remember being bored out of my mind by this movie trying to watch this movie on cable as a kid, but no denying that, if nothing else, the score is iconic and indelibly linked to sports-movie magic.

Without Limits (1998) - Jared Leto’s Prefontaine beat this one to the theaters, but this Billy Crudup-starring film is the better of the two movies about the life of running pioneer Steve Prefontaine. There’s also a 1995 documentary, Fire on the Track: The Steve Prefontaine Story.

Personal Best (1982) - Mariel Hemingway’s story of ambition at odds with love, is a sports and LGTBQ+ classic.

Olympic Dreams (2019) - The story of how this small, meandering movie was made during the 2018 Winter Games is, unfortunately, more interesting than the movie itself, but there is some charm in watching Nick Kroll as an Olympic dentist making his way through the real Village, while interacting with real athletes.

Foxcatcher (2015) - This excellently-acted story is more true crime than sports inspiration, but if you're seeking a look at the dark side of the Games—and don’t want to turn on a doc like Athlete A—this is very dark tale indeed.

Seabiscuit (2003) - Every great athlete deserves to have their story told.

Any Given Sunday (1999) - Oliver Stone and Al Pacino take on pro Football. 'Nuff said.

The Replacements (2000) - I mean, the movie isn't amazing, but Keanu Reeves is super charming and Gene Hackman is always worth a watch.

The Program (1993) - Another bit of a dark-side-of-football take, worth it if only for the fantastic cast: James Caan, Halle Berry, Omar Eps, Joey Lauren Adams.

Everbody’s All-American (1988) - Not a movie I particularly love, but this Dennis Quaid-Jessica Lange football story that spans decades has always stuck in my memory.

Bull Durham (1988) - Just let Kevin Costner play actual baseball already.

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That TikTok does look like its uk filmed. Originally I thought it would be flipped because it would be a selfie vid, but the lettering on her jumper is right so it’s not. That means they’re in a right hand drive car.

Oh wow. That’s some analysis. The woman who posted the tiktok lives in Manchester so I would say in the UK as well !

#answered asks

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podiumdan · 4 years

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tagged by; @dan3ricc (thank you 🥰🥰)

RULES: answer 17 questions tag 17 people

NICKNAME: spanna, annie

ZODIAC: pisces

HEIGHT: umm 5’9 (176cm)

HOGWARTS HOUSE: hufflepuff

LAST THING I GOOGLED: RSPCA adopt a rescue

SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: savage love ✨god damn tiktok✨

NUMBER OF FOLLOWERS: 107 (I started this block maybe a month or so a go & honestly thought I would never get ANY followers so 100% biggest love hug to every one of you 🥺💕)

AMOUNT OF SLEEP: I try to get at least 6 hours but when f1 is on I get about 4 due to living in Australia & having the races on at 11pm + (i HAVE to watch Ted’s Notebook ofc too 🥺)

LUCKY NUMBER: 13

DREAM JOB: I’m an anaesthetic nurse & love love love it. Nursing & travelling is my dream job 🥰

WEARING: high waisted denim shorts & a pink wool jumper

FAVOURITE INSTRUMENT: piano & bass guitar (I wish I could play an instrument 🥺)

AESTHETICS: sunsets, poetry, old paperback books, cold mornings in a big doona, plants, star signs, & candles

FAVOURITE SONG: depends on my mood but either Aus music like the thundamentals, holy holy, ocean alley, gang of youths etc, or anything with soft romantic vibes such as:

21 - Gracie Abrams

Come On Mess Me Up- Cub Sport

I Lost a Friend - FINNEAS

Happiest Year - Jaymes Young

Velvet Heart - Rothwell

Side note: anything from the 1975 is a big yes.

FAVOURITE AUTHOR: i’m a sucker for anything romance 🥺 Marian Keyes, Colleen Hoover, & Jojo Moyes are all amazing

FAVOURITE ANIMAL SOUND: I cannot choose just one when they are ALL beautiful (excepts maybe insects 😂)

RANDOM: i was meant to move to the UK this year with a friend for work & travelling but that’s on hold due to covid-19. 🥺

tagging; ✨sorry if you’ve already been tagged✨

@yeeeeesssssbbooyyyss @norristroll @thethorkingdom @huskyandbeautiful @coldfloorthoughts @dicciardo @riccardoshoey @its-me-gabriel @ef-1 @stuffstephstans @inbloomzs @f1loser @brilliantskies @babettevdw @fraaawst @lmaolando @4norris +++ anyone else who wants to do it 💖

#questions #about me #jeepers

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[TASK 200: ANTIGUA AND BARBUDA]

In celebration of June being Caribbean American Heritage Month, there’s a masterlist below compiled of over 170+ Antiguan and/or Barbudan faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.

Any questions can be sent here and all tutorials have been linked below the cut for ease of access! REMEMBER to tag your resources with #TASKSWEEKLY and we will reblog them onto the main! This task can be tagged with whatever you want but if you want us to see it please be sure that our tag is the first five tags, @ mention us or send us a messaging linking us to your post!

THE TASK - scroll down for FC’s!

STEP 1: Decide on a FC you wish to create resources for! You can always do more than one but who are you starting with? There are links to masterlists you can use in order to find them and if you want help, just send us a message and we can pick one for you at random!

STEP 2: Pick what you want to create! You can obviously do more than one thing, but what do you want to start off with? Screencaps, RP icons, GIF packs, masterlists, PNG’s, fancasts, alternative FC’s - LITERALLY anything you desire!

STEP 3: Look back on tasks that we have created previously for tutorials on the thing you are creating unless you have whatever it is you are doing mastered - then of course feel free to just get on and do it. :)

STEP 4: Upload and tag with #TASKSWEEKLY! If you didn’t use your own screencaps/images make sure to credit where you got them from as we will not reblog packs which do not credit caps or original gifs from the original maker.

THINGS YOU CAN MAKE FOR THIS TASK - examples are linked!

Stumped for ideas? Maybe make a masterlist or graphic of your favourite faceclaims. A masterlist of names. Plot ideas or screencaps from a music video preformed by an artist. Masterlist of quotes and lyrics that can be used for starters, thread titles or tags. Guides on culture and customs.

Screencaps

RP icons [of all sizes]

Gif Pack [maybe gif icons if you wish]

PNG packs

Manips

Dash Icons

Character Aesthetics

PSD’s

XCF’s

Graphic Templates - can be chara header, promo, border or background PSD’s!

FC Masterlists - underused, with resources, without resources!

FC Help - could be related, family templates, alternatives.

Written Guides.

and whatever else you can think of / make!

MASTERLIST!

Anna Maria Horsford (1948) Afro-Antiguan, Limba, Dominican - actress.

Patsy Moore (1964) Afro-Antiguan / Unspecified - singer and poet.

Marianne Jean-Baptiste (1967) Afro-Antiguan / Afro-Saint Lucian - actress.

Drena De Niro (1967) Antiguan, African, Creole / Unknown - actress and producer.

Rozonda Thomas (1971) African-American, 1/16th Bengali Indian, 1/16th Afro-Antiguan, possibly Unspecified Native American - actress, dancer and singer.

June Ambrose (1972) Afro-Antiguan - tv personality and stylist.

Fay Wolf (1978) Afro-Antiguan / Ashkenazi Jewish - actress, singer and pianist.

Claudette Peters (1979) Afro-Antiguan - singer.

Javine Hylton (1981) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan, White - singer.

Gemma Hunt (1982) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - presenter.

Masaba Gupta (1988) Indian / Antiguan - fashion designer.

London Hughes (1989) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - comedian and presenter.

Xiea Hull (1993) Afro-Antiguan - model.

Aaron Philip (2001) Afro-Antiguan - model. - Has Cerebral Palsy - Trans!

Au/Ra / Jamie Lou Stenzel (2002) Antiguan / German - singer-songwriter.

Donalia Jones (?) Afro-Antiguan - actress.

Nicoya Henry (?) Afro-Antiguan - model.

Mara (?) Afro-Antiguan - instagrammer (mara_mac).

Tamzin (?) Afro-Antiguan, Nigerian, British - singer (instagram: tamzinmusic).

Catherine Melenciano (?) Afro-Antiguan - instagrammer (cathiimedialuna).

Melisa N. Charles (?) Afro-Barbudan - model.

Desiree Heslop / Princess (?) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - singer.

F - Athletes:

Ruperta Charles (1962) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Jocelyn Joseph (1964) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Laverne Bryan (1965) Antiguan or Barbudan - middle-distance runner.

Heidi Lehrer (1966) Antiguan [White] - canoer.

Monica Stevens (1967) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Heather Samuel (1970) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Charmaine Gilgeous (1971) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Barbara Selkridge (1971) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Charmaine Thomas (1974) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Dine Potter (1975) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Kevinia Francis (1978) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Sonia Williams (1979) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Amy Harris-Willock (1987) Afro-Antiguan - long jumper and Miss Caribbean UK.

Priscilla Frederick (1989) Afro-Antiguan / African-American - high jumper.

Christal Clashing (1989) Afro-Antiguan / Costa Rican - swimmer.

Samantha Edwards (1990) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Amelia Green (1991) Antiguan - footballer.

Tamiko Butler (1991) Antiguan - cyclist.

Afia Charles (1992) Afro-Antiguan / Unknown - sprinter.

Karin O'Reilly Clashing (1992) Afro-Antiguan / Costa Rican - swimmer.

Satara Murray (1993) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan, Afro-Jamaican, Afro-Guyanese, English - footballer.

Desirèe Henry (1995) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Guyanese - sprinter.

Sabrina Frederick (1996) Afro- Antiguan, Jamaican - footballer.

Kaila Charles (1998) Afro-Antiguan / Trinidadian - basketball player.

Samantha Roberts (2000) Afro-Antiguan - swimmer.

Sher-Rhonda Greenaway (?) Afro-Antigua - IFBB Elite Pro Athlete and Miss Antigua overall Bodyfitness Champion 2017.

King Short Shirt / Sir MacLean Emanuel (1942) Afro-Antiguan - singer.

Romeo Challenger (1950) Afro-Antiguan - musician.

Kool DJ Red Alert / Frederick Crute (1956) Afro-Antiguan - disc jockey.

Jazzie B / Trevor Beresford Romeo (1963) Afro-Antiguan - DJ and music producer.

Shashi Balooja (1968) Antiguan - actor and filmmaker.

Andrew Keoghan (1980) Antiguan - singer-songwriter.

Tian Winter (1985) Afro-Antiguan - singer-songwriter.

Ricardo Drue (1985) Afro-Antiguan - singer-songwriter.

JB Gill / Jonathan Benjamin Gill (1986) Afro-Antiguan - singer.

Killian Lyrik (1991) Algonquian, Antiguan, Jamaican, Dutch, German - singer, model and writer.

Lucien Laviscount (1992) Afro-Antiguan / English - actor and singer.

Kirk Knight (1996) Afro-Antiguan / Grenadian - rapper.

Quan The Supreme (1997) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - tiktoker (quanthesupreme).

KneeCaps (1998) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - youtuber.

Sheku Kanneh-Mason (1999) Afro-Antiguan / Sierra Leonean - cellist.

Clifton Joseph (?) Afro-Antiguan - dub poet.

Shirville Jarvis (?) Afro-Antiguan - actor and model.

M - Athletes:

Maurice Hope (1951) Afro-Antiguan - boxer.

Andy Roberts (1951) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Viv Richards (1952) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Cuthbert Jacobs (1952) Antiguan, Barbudan - sprinter.

Maxwell Peters (1955) Antiguan, Barbudan - triple jumper.

Everton Cornelius (1955) Antiguan, Barbudan - sprinter.

Leon Richardson (1957) Antiguan - cyclist.

Elisha Hughes (1959) Antiguan - cyclist.

Alfred Browne (1959) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - sprinter.

Eldine Baptiste (1960) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Brian Lyn (1961) Antiguan - cyclist.

Richie Richardson (1962) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Oral Selkridge (1962) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - sprinter.

Curtly Ambrose (1963) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Lester Benjamin (1963) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - long jumper.

Howard Lindsay (1963) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan, Afro-Jamaican - middle-distance runner.

Jacob Lehrer (1964) Antiguan [White] - canoer.

Ira Fabian (1964) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Dale Jones (1964) Antiguan - middle-distance runner.

Winston Benjamin (1964) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Pieter Lehrer (1965) Antiguan [White] - canoer and footballer.

Rolston Williams (1965) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Daryl Joseph (1966) Antiguan, Barbudan - boxer.

James Browne (1966) Antiguan, Barbudan - long jumper.

Mitchell Browne (1966) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - sprinter.

Neil Lloyd (1966) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Kenny Benjamin (1967) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Ridley Jacobs (1967) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Anthony Henry (1967) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Robert Marsh (1968) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Reuben Appleton (1968) Afro-Antiguan - middle-distance runner.

Derrick Edwards (1968) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Robert Peters (1970) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Kenmore Hughes (1970) Antiguan or Barbudan - sprinter.

Hamish Anthony (1971) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Michael Terry (1973) Afro-Antiguan, Afro-Barbudan - middle-distance runner.

N'Kosie Barnes (1974) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Adam Sanford (1975) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - cricketer.

Marc Joseph (1976) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Ben Challenger (1978) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - high jumper.

Emile Heskey (1978) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Speedy Claxton (1978) Afro-Antiguan - basketball player.

Kieron Dyer (1978) Afro-Antiguan / English - footballer.

Rory Gonsalves (1979) Antiguan - cyclist.

Shannon Falcone (1981) Antiguan [White] - sailor.

Robbie Joseph (1982) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Joel Anthony (1982) Afro-Antiguan / Unknown - basketball player.

Mikele Leigertwood (1982) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Justin Cochrane (1982) Afro-Antiguan / Saint Lucian - footballer.

Gavin Tonge (1983) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Brendan Christian (1983) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Julius Hodge (1983) Afro-Antiguan - basketball player.

Kurt Looby (1984) Afro-Antiguan - basketball player.

Damien Farrell (1984) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Peter Byers (1984) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Ronayne Marsh-Brown (1984) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

James Grayman (1985) Afro-Antiguan - high jumper.

Ayata Joseph (1985) Afro-Antiguan - triple jumper.

Colin Kazim-Richards (1986) Afro-Antiguan / Turkish Cypriot - footballer.

Dexter Blackstock (1986) 1/4th Afro-Antiguan, Unknown - footballer.

Colin Kazim-Richards (1986) Afro-Antiguan / Turkish - footballer.

Daniel Bailey (1986) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

James Walker (1987) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Moses Ashikodi (1987) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Luke Blakely (1988) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Myles Weston (1988) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Marvin McCoy (1988) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Malique Williams (1988) Afro-Antiguan - swimmer.

Orlando Peters (1988) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Justin Athanaze (1988) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - cricketer.

Keiran Murtagh (1988) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Jyme Bridges (1989) Afro-Antiguan - cyclist.

Devon Thomas (1989) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Josh Parker (1990) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Kemba Walker (1990) Afro-Antiguan / Antiguan [Antiguan, Crucian] - basketball player.

Kiernan Hughes-Mason (1991) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Jamol Pilgrim (1991) Afro-Antiguan - paralympic sprinter.

Nathaniel Jarvis (1991) Afro- Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Hayden Walsh Jr. (1992) Crucian [Afro-Antiguan / Unknown] - cricketer.

Keanu Marsh-Brown (1992) Guyanese, Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Quinton Griffith (1992) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Kareem Valentine (1992) Afro-Antiguan - swimmer.

Zaine Francis-Angol (1993) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Rahkeem Cornwall (1993) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Norvel Pelle (1993) Afro-Antiguan - basketball player.

Calaum Jahraldo-Martin (1993) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Rhys Browne (1995) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Mahlon Romeo (1995) Afro-Antiguan / Unknown - footballer.

Cejhae Greene (1995) Afro-Antiguan - sprinter.

Ché Adams (1996) Afro-Antiguan / Unspecified - footballer.

Blaize Punter (1996) Afro-Antiguan / Unspecified - footballer.

Connor Peters (1996) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Alzarri Joseph (1996) Afro-Antiguan - cricketer.

Courtney Wildin (1996) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

AJ George (1996) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Vashami Allen (1997) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Luther Wildin (1997) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Shai Gilgeous-Alexander (1998) Afro-Antiguan / Unspecified White - basketball player.

DJ Buffonge (1998) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Daniel Bowry (1998) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Noah Mascoll-Gomes (1999) Afro-Antiguan - swimmer.

Stefano Mitchell (1999) Antiguan - swimmer.

Zayn Hakeem (1999) Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Thomasi Gilgeous-Alexander (2000) Afro-Antiguan / Unspecified White - basketball player.

TJ Bramble (2001) Afro-Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Patrick Spencer (?) Antiguan - cyclist.

Rowan Benjamin (?) Antiguan or Barbudan - footballer.

Problematic:

Conrad Mainwaring (1951) Afro-Antiguan - hurdler. - Sexual assault allegations.

Mohammed George (1982) Afro-Antiguan / Afro-Jamaican - actor. - Assault allegations.

#antiguan fc #barbudan fc #poc fc #fc list #rph #task: 200 #task: antigua and barbuda

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