#tomáš macháč

[mezzinow]

Tomáš Macháč’s destabilization technique to distract Casper:

Wear a yellow t-shirt, a backwards cap, and black short shorts

I know what you're trying to do .... 👀

[quentinfiletmignon]

THE WAIT IS OVER! FIRST 2 MEDALS FOR CZECHIA IN PARIS 2024 🥉🥇

[lifeofpriya]

i was working on a project for my Python review thing and the objective was to create a Magic 8-Ball program

so naturally of course, what did my dumbass self decide to do?

and i tested out the program too, because i wanted to see what it had to say

...we better get ready for even shorter short shorts

[nathaniacolver]

even better

"That's our personal life, so you don't need to know that...we like when you are confused." - Tomáš Macháč

the two czech tennis players who won gold in doubles after breaking up is soooo funny like who’s sponsoring these olympics mr ao3 himself. or perhaps luca guadagnino

[liberte-news]

Macháč i Menšík jsou na Masters v Šanghaji ve čtvrtfinále

Dva čeští tenisté, Tomáš Macháč a Jakub Menšík, postoupili do čtvrtfinále turnaje Masters 1000 v Šanghaji. Macháč po obratu porazil Tommye Paulea a Menšík vyhrál nad Grigorem Dimitrovem.

TENIS | Do čtvrtfinále turnaje Masters 1000 v Šanghaji postoupili dva čeští tenisté. Tomáš Macháč (23) po 11 dnech otočil duel se světovou třináctkou Tommym Paulem (27) a zajistil si posun do TOP 30. ILUSTRAČNÍ FOTO | Chcete mít svůj článek zcela ZDARMA ? V Číně prohrával 3:6 a 1:2, ale nakonec zvítězil 3:6, 6:4, 6:3 a vyrovnal své maximum na této úrovni, nyní vyzve světovou dvojku Carlosa…

[dashakasatkina]

Kateřina Siniaková and Tomáš Macháč receive their gold medals for the Mixed Doubles at the Paris Olympics, 2024 + Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer during the Men's SIngles Final at the Australian Open, 2009.

[meddybears]

Kateřina Siniaková and Tomáš Macháč win the gold medal in the mixed doubles tennis event at the 2024 Paris Olympics

[leodette]

that one moment when Czechs stole the hearts of the world... 🇨🇿🥇🎾

I need someone to write a Landoscar AU like that!!

[rolandkaros]

JACK DRAPER [GBR] d. TOMÁŠ MACHÁČ [CZE] || VIENNA OPEN QUARTERFINALS || 10 25 2024

[wikiblair]

So.. I guess you all kinda watched Olympic games right? In the tennis mixed doubles won the pair Kateřina Siniaková and Tomáš Macháč. Nothing wierd so far right? But! They were couple for quite some time and they broke up right before the games. But after their won, they celebrated so intesively that media started to speculate if they are back together or not (they are playing in USA now and some journalist have the need to make Paparazzi update about them).

But why am I talking about this? Because all of this is A) stuff stright from romcom and B) I can´t help myself to see Supercorp in this :-D. Guys, this is sooo Supercorp coded :D. Thoughts, Ideas?

[herejusttosufferalong]

Everyone’s on one today, I’m pms-ing and everything’s already making me cry not the WH too.

If yall need a quick break, a new WH branch has opened:

“My new Olympics obsession is Kateřina Siniaková and Tomáš Macháč of Czechia, who were together for four years and recently broke up… but committed to playing mixed doubles and won the gold medal.”

And yes, they cute.

https://x.com/amyohconnor/status/1819501613989392680?s=46

Lol this comment

[goalhofer]

2024 olympics Czech Republic roster

Archery

Adam Li (Ostrava)

Marie Horáčková (Plzeň)

Athletics

Tomáš Habarta (Uherské Hradiště)

Eduard Kubelík (Dačice)

Ondřej Macík (Prague)

Tomáš Němejc (Tábor)

Matěj Krsek (Prague)

Jakub Dudycha (Vysoké Mýto)

Vít Müller (Nymburk)

Vít Hlaváč (Brno)

Jan Štefela (Krnov)

David Holý (Chrudim)

Matěj Ščerba (Ústí Nad Labem)

Radek Juška (Starovičky)

Petr Meindlschmid (Uherské Hradiště)

Tomáš Staněk (Prague)

Patrik Hájek (Jablonec Nad Nisou)

Volodymyr Myslyvčuk (Prague)

Jakub Vadlejch (Prague)

Eliška Martínková (Prague)

Petra Sičáková (Plzeň)

Karolína Maňasová (Nový Jičín)

Lurdes Manuel (Ostrava)

Tereza Petržilková (Strakonice)

Lada Vondrová (Nové Město Na Moravě)

Kristiina Sasínek (Hodonín)

Nikoleta Jíchová (Prague)

Tereza Hrochová (Česká Lípa)

Moira Stewart (Prague)

Michaela Hrubá (Bořitov)

Amálie Švábíková (Kadaň)

Nikola Ogrodníková (Ostrava)

Badminton

Jan Louda (Plzeň)

Ondřej Král (Most)

Adam Mendrek (Brno)

Tereza Švábíková (Klimkovice)

Canoeing

Lukáš Rohan (Mělník)

Jiří Prskavec (Mělník)

Josef Dostál (Prague)

Daniel Havel (Prague)

Jakub Špicar (Nymburk)

Martin Fuksa (Nymburk)

Petr Fuksa; Jr. (Nymburk)

Gabriela Satková (Brno)

Antonie Galušková (Strakonice)

Tereza Fišerová (Roudnice Nad Labem)

Anežka Paloudová (Český Krumlov)

Climbing

Adam Ondra (Brno)

Cycling

Jan Voneš (Prostějov)

Mathias Vacek (Beroun)

Denis Rugovac (Plzeň)

Ondřej Cink (Rokycany)

Adéla Holubová (Prague)

Julia Kopecký (Leiden, The Netherlands)

Iveta Miculyčová (Kostelec Nad Orlicí)

Equestrian

Miroslav Trunda (Moravská Třebová)

Miroslav Příhoda; Jr. (Kutná Hora)

Fencing

Jiří Beran (Prague)

Jakub Jurka (Olomouc)

Martin Rubeš (Karlovy Vary)

Michal Čupr (Litoměřice)

Alex Choupenitch (Brno)

Golf

Klára Davidson (Prague)

Sára Kousková (Prague)

Gymnastics

Soňa Artamonova (Brno)

Judo

David Klammert (Kroměříž)

Lukáš Krpálek (Jihlava)

Renata Zachová (Prague)

Pentathlon

Marek Grycz (Třinec)

Martin Vlach (Prague)

Lucie Hlaváčková (Prague)

Veronika Novotná (Prague)

Rowing

Jiří Šimánek (Prague)

Miroslav Vraštil; Jr. (Olomouc)

Anna Šantrůčková (Prague)

Pavlína Flamíková (Hodonín)

Radka Novotníková (Brno)

Lenka Antošová (Děčín)

Sailing

Kateřina Švíková (Prague)

Zofia Burska (Prague)

Sára Tkadlecová (Prague)

Shooting

Matěj Rampula (Rýmařov)

Jiří Přívratský (Ostrava)

František Smetana (Uherské Hradiště)

Petr Nymburský (Tábor)

Martin Podhráský (Prague)

Jiří Lipták (Brno)

Jakub Tomeček (Kyjov)

Veronika Blažíčková (Plzeň)

Barbora Šumová (Kolín)

Swimming

Miroslav Knedla (Zlín)

Daniel Gracík (Opocno)

Martin Straka (Prague)

Barbora Seemanová (Prague)

Kristýna Horská (Prague)

Table tennis

Hana Matelová (Zlín)

Taekwondo

Dominika Hronová (Pelhřimov)

Petra Štolbová (Prague)

Tennis

Tomáš Macháč (Prague)

Jakub Menšík (Prostějov)

Adam Pavlásek (Bílovec)

Karolína Mucha (Olomouc)

Barbora Krejčíková (Ivančice)

Linda Nosková (Přerov)

Kateřina Siniaková (Hradec Králové)

Triathlon

Petra Kuříková (Jablonec Nad Nisou)

Volleyball

Ondřej Perušič (Prague)

David Schweiner (Prague)

Barb Hermannová (Ostrava)

Marie-Sára Štochlová (Hořovice)

Weightlifting

Kamil Kučera (Klatovy)

[cdntennis]

Paris 2024 (Day 6)

Men’s singles quarterfinals [13] Félix Auger-Aliassime (CAN) def. [6] Casper Ruud (NOR) 6-4, 6-7(8), 6-3

Mixed doubles semifinals Kateřina Siniaková (CZE) / Tomáš Macháč (CZE) def. Gabriela Dabrowski (CAN) / Félix Auger-Aliassime (CAN) 6-3, 6-3

(Picture : © Adrian Wyld/Canadian Press)

[lifeofpriya]

Hidden Feelings - Tomáš Macháč

a/n: no gif this time unfortunately, but i thought Tomáš deserves more love on here, so here we are with a fic for him 😊

summary: a playful banter between you and Tomáš escalates to a flirtatious exchange, leaving you both questioning whether your feelings are genuine or just a friendly joke...

"What do you mean you haven't really explored Shanghai?" You exclaim, your eyes widening in disbelief. "Don't tell me you've been cooped up in here the whole time!"

Tomáš laughs good-naturedly. "Guilty as charged," he says, his accent thick and charming. "But I've had my nose in the racquet bag most of the time."

You roll your eyes playfully. "Well, that's no way to live!" You grab his arm and pull him out of the hotel room, the door slamming shut behind you. "We're going on an adventure, Macháč! And don't you dare say no to me."

Tomáš smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he lets you lead him to the elevator. His grip is firm but gentle on your elbow, making you feel both protected and thrilled by the prospect of exploring the vibrant city together. The elevator descends smoothly, the lights flickering with each floor.

"Alright, where to first?" he asks, looking down at you with curiosity mixed with a hint of mischief.

You grin back, already feeling the excitement bubble up inside you. "Somewhere with amazing food. I've heard the street stalls are to die for."

The elevator doors open to the bustling hotel lobby. The air is alive with the symphony of foreign languages, the chime of the grand piano, and the soft murmur of distant conversations. You can't help but notice the way Tomáš's eyes light up when they meet yours, his smile mirroring the neon lights of the city that await outside.

"Food it is," he says, nodding. His hair, a rich shade of chestnut brown, falls slightly over his forehead, framing his angular face. He's dressed casually, yet the confidence in his stride makes him seem like he could be stepping out onto a tennis court at any moment.

You navigate the crowded streets, weaving through the throngs of people, your laughter blending with the cacophony of the city. The smells of sizzling meat, freshly baked bread, and exotic spices fill the air, making your stomach growl in anticipation. The buildings are a blend of ancient and modern, with red lanterns casting a warm glow over the cobblestone streets. The vibrant colors of the city at night are reflected in the puddles from the recent rain, creating a mesmerizing pattern of lights underfoot.

You spot a street cart with a line that seems to be a mile long, and you know that's where the magic is. You tug Tomáš along, his hand sliding into yours as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The vendor, a woman with a contagious smile, greets you with a flurry of words you don't understand, but her enthusiasm needs no translation. You order two plates of the most popular dish, a steaming pile of dumplings and an alluring noodle concoction that smells heavenly.

"Here, let me pay," Tomáš says, flashing a charming smile at the vendor. She giggles and takes his money, slipping in an extra dumpling as a gesture of goodwill.

You shake your head, trying to hide the warmth creeping up your neck. "Thanks, but you don't have to," you protest, even though the gesture makes you feel giddy.

Tomáš shrugs. "Consider it my way of saying thanks for showing me around." He hands you a pair of chopsticks, the wooden sticks a stark contrast against the neon lights. "Besides, it's the least I can do after you've had to put up with me all week."

You poke him playfully with the chopsticks. "Oh, please," you say, "like you're any trouble."

Tomáš's cheeks dimple slightly as he laughs. "I can be," he insists, his eyes sparkling with playful challenge.

You bite your lip, feeling the flirty banter dance between you like a delicate waltz. "Well, if you say so," you say, your voice lilting upward in a way that makes it clear you're not entirely convinced.

He grins, taking a dumpling from the steamer basket. "So, what's the plan after this?"

You pretend to think hard, tapping your chin with the chopsticks. "How about we get lost?" You suggest, your eyes gleaming with excitement.

Tomáš's smile widens. "Lost in Shanghai? With you? That's a challenge I can't resist." He takes a bite of the dumpling, the juices dribbling down his chin slightly. He wipes it away with the back of his hand, and the action is so endearingly human that it makes you want to laugh and kiss him at the same time.

You both dig into the food, the flavors exploding in your mouths as you share bites and opinions. The noodles are a symphony of textures, and the dumplings, oh, the dumplings are heaven in each bite. The warmth from the food seeps into your cold fingers, and you're grateful for the shared warmth of his hand when you pass the basket back and forth.

"These are amazing!" Tomáš exclaims, his eyes half-closed in delight. You nod in agreement, your mouth too full to speak.

The two of you continue to feast, sharing smiles and the occasional laugh. The air is charged with an unspoken understanding, a current that runs just beneath the surface of your playful banter. You can't help but steal glances at him as he eats, the way his jaw moves and his eyes light up with each new flavor.

After devouring the food, you wander aimlessly through the city, letting the sights and sounds guide you. The rain has stopped, leaving behind a misty aura that clings to the air, giving everything a surreal quality.

"So, tell me," Tomáš says, his voice low and teasing, "what's the most exciting thing you've done since you got here?"

You look up at him, the question catching you off guard. "Well, this is pretty up there," you admit, gesturing to the two of you, standing in the middle of a bustling street, surrounded by the sizzling sounds of street food and the distant honking of taxis.

Tomáš's eyes dance with amusement. "Oh, really?"

You nod, feeling your cheeks warm. "Yeah, I mean, I've been to a few museums, but nothing compares to this. Being here with you."

Tomáš raises an eyebrow, his grip on your arm tightening slightly. "Is that so?"

You nod, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, it's been…fun." You say the last word with a hint of a shrug, hoping it doesn't give away the butterflies doing somersaults in your stomach.

Tomáš stops walking, turning to face you. The neon lights from a nearby sign cast a kaleidoscope of colors over his features, making him look like a living work of art. "Just fun?" He repeats, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

You swallow hard, realizing you might have just played your hand. "Well, I mean…" you stumble over your words, trying to backpedal.

But Tomáš isn't having it. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your cheek. "You know what I think?"

You shake your head, your eyes wide and your heart racing. "What?"

Tomáš's smile turns into a grin. "I think we should make it more than just fun." And before you can respond, he leans in and presses his lips to yours. The kiss is soft and gentle, full of the promise of something more. You melt into it, surprised by the tenderness he holds within his usual athletic confidence. The world around you fades away, leaving only the warmth of his mouth and the feel of his hand on your arm.

You pull back, your eyes searching his for any sign that this is a joke. But what you find is something much more profound—desire and hope, mirroring your own feelings. You lean in again, deepening the kiss, feeling the electricity arc between you. His hand slides up to the back of your neck, his fingers threading through your hair as you both lose yourself in the moment.

The city's hustle and bustle seems to fade into the background, leaving only the two of you in a world of your own making. The neon lights flicker and dance around you, casting a romantic glow that seems to have been painted just for the two of you. The smells of the street food become an aphrodisiac, mingling with the scent of the damp cobblestone streets and the faint hint of rain in the air.

As you kiss, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with a hint of nervousness. This is new territory for both of you, a dance you've danced around but never truly stepped into before. The rain starts again, lightly at first, but soon it's a gentle patter against your skin, adding a sensual rhythm to the moment. You laugh into the kiss, feeling the droplets hit your face, and pull Tomáš closer, not caring if you get soaked.

He seems to read your mind, because he takes your hand and pulls you into a nearby alley, the walls of the buildings pressing in around you like a secret embrace. The rain picks up, the droplets becoming a soft symphony against the concrete. You both laugh as you're drenched in seconds, your clothes sticking to your bodies.

"This way," you say, pointing to a small, dimly lit bar that looks like it's seen better days but holds a certain charm. You drag Tomáš inside, the warmth of the place wrapping around you like a cozy blanket.

The bar is a cozy retreat from the storm, filled with locals chattering away in rapid Mandarin and the occasional tourist seeking refuge from the rain. You find a secluded table in the corner, and as you sit down, you can't help but notice the way the light plays with the droplets clinging to Tomáš's eyelashes. You reach up to brush them away, your thumb lingering on his cheek.

"What?" He asks, his voice a mix of surprise and curiosity.

You lean in, your hand still on his cheek, your eyes locked with his. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't made of sugar," you murmur, your voice low and teasing. "I wouldn't want you to melt."

Tomáš chuckles, the sound deep and warm, sending shivers down your spine. "Is that your way of saying you're into me?"

You blush, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Maybe," you admit, your voice a whisper.

Tomáš leans closer, his eyes searching yours. "Maybe?" He repeats, a smile playing on his lips. "I think we should settle this right now."

Before you can say anything, he reaches for your hand and places it over his heart, the steady beat thumping under your palm. "Can you feel that?" He asks, his voice a low rumble that makes your heart skip a beat. "That's how much I've been into you."

You look down at your hand, the realization of his words sinking in. Your thumb traces small circles on his chest, feeling the wet fabric of his shirt and the heat beneath it. "I had no idea," you murmur, your voice barely above the sound of the rain outside.

Tomáš takes a sip of the hot tea that the waiter has just brought over, his eyes never leaving yours. "Well, now you do," he says, his voice a soft promise.

You both sit there, the tension palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and unexplored feelings. The rain outside has turned into a crescendo, a backdrop to the moment that feels like a scene from a romantic movie. You're not sure what to say next, but somehow, the silence feels right.

Tomáš's hand covers yours, his thumb tracing lazy circles on the back of your hand. "So," he says, breaking the silence with a smile, "what's the plan now that we've admitted our feelings?"

You bite your lip, trying to hide the smile that's threatening to take over your face. "Well, I was thinking we could have another round of those amazing dumplings," you say, trying to keep the conversation light.

Tomáš laughs, the sound deep and rich, echoing through the small bar. "Already thinking of food again?"

You grin. "Is that a problem?"

Tomáš shakes his head, his eyes still dancing with mirth. "Not at all," he says, squeezing your hand gently.

You both sit there, sipping on the hot tea, feeling the warmth spread through your bodies and the comfort of being with someone who truly gets you. The flirty banter has transformed into a quiet understanding; the kind that only comes when two people have been dancing around their feelings for a while and finally decide to let them out into the open.

Tomáš's hand is still on yours, his thumb tracing circles that make you feel alive. You look down at your intertwined fingers, the stark contrast of his tanned skin against yours making your heart race. The air in the bar feels charged with a new energy, a secret only the two of you share.

"To dumplings and new beginnings," you say, a smile playing on your lips.

Tomáš raises his teacup in a silent toast, the clink of porcelain a sweet sound in the dimly lit bar.

"To dumplings and new beginnings," he repeats, his eyes never leaving yours. His fingers tighten around the cup, the warmth of the tea seeping into his skin, mirroring the warmth that has bloomed in the pit of your stomach.

The bar is a cozy cocoon, the rain outside a gentle reminder of the chaotic world you've left behind.

"You know, Macháč," you begin, your voice barely louder than a whisper, "I never thought this would happen."

Tomáš's eyes hold yours, a mix of amusement and understanding. "Neither did I," he admits, his thumb still tracing circles on the back of your hand. "But I'm not complaining."

You laugh softly, the sound mingling with the hum of the rain outside. "Me neither."

The moment stretches between you, filled with the unspoken promise of more than just friendship. The bar is a bubble, insulating you from the world outside, allowing you to savor the sweetness of your confessions.

"So, what happens now?" Tomáš asks, his eyes searching yours for a hint of your thoughts.

You take a deep breath, the scent of rain and spices from the street still lingering in the air. "Now," you say, a grin spreading across your face, "now we make some memories."

[persimmonlions]

the casper ruud v tomáš macháč match was insane

[liberte-news]

US Open: Menšík odvrátil dva mečboly a jde dál! Macháč pro změnu smetl Kordu

GRATULUJEME ! „Byla to zatím asi moje největší tenisová výzva,“ přiznal šťastný Menšík ...

TENIS – Dlouhé čtyři hodiny a 14 minut dřel Jakub Menšík (65.) o postup do třetího kola US Open. A povedlo se! Český teenager udolal v napínavém druhém kole Australana Tristana Schoolkateho (193.) po setech 6:7(4), 2:6, 6:2, 7:6(5) a 7:6(3). Menšík odvrátil v desátém gemu čtvrtého setu dva mečboly při svém podání. V rozhodujícím dějství rychle vymazal manko 1:2 s brejkem a posléze dominoval…