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britishsportinglegends · 1 year

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museszm · 28 days

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Stina Blackstenius ❤️‍🔥 they’re winning this for Frida

#woso #football #women’s football #woso community #awfc #arsenal wfc #arsenal #arsenal women #stina blackstenius #arsenal vs chelsea #fa continental cup #continental cup #conti cup

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is2katiemccard · 3 months

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We need to talk about the neglect of women's football.

First of all, it's nothing new that the lack of VAR in women's leagues is a big problem. We have witnessed several controversial moves or very clear situations that are no longer effectively observed and/or punished due to the lack of technology on the field. Once again, women's football loses out due to the mentality of leagues and federations that before having access to a basic tool like VAR, athletes need to prove their worth in order to gain a basic right.

Another thing we are tired of talking about is the exhausting schedule of competitions, many games in a row and almost no time for rest and recovery for the athletes. This crazy schedule has already taken many things away from many players, we have several cases of total ACL rupture in different leagues due to this lack of care from organizations towards clubs and especially towards athletes.

This morning it was reported that the Brazilian team's starting goalkeeper (Lelê) tore her ACL in the last training session that Corinthians did before the start of the season – which took place today –. And speaking of this game, I can mention another big mistake in organizing the games considering that the match was played at 10:30 in the morning with a thermal sensation of 39°C (103°F) and a scorching sun due to the Brazilian summer. This is completely cruel to the athletes who not only just returned to play, but returned in such terrible conditions. By putting a team to play in these conditions you expose your players to various possibilities such as dehydration, sun exposure, skin burns, loss of physical conditioning, exhaustion and several others that I prefer not to mention.

Situations like this make me sick and someone needs to do something about it. It can't continue like this.

#women football #woso #woso community #acl #lelê #corinthians feminino #arsenal wfc #corinthians #brwnt #sam kerr #jill roord #barclays wsl #fa cup #la liga f #fcb femení #alexia putellas

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stargirlsfc · 4 months

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Alessia Russo | Arsenal Women v Watford Women - Women's FA Cup 4th round match

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#alessia russo #woso #arsenal wfc #lionesses #woso community #arsenal women v watford women #women's fa cup

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glimmerofawesome · 4 months

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#erin cuthbert #mackenzie arnold #chelsea fcw #chelsea women #chelsea v west ham #january 14 2024 #fa cup 2024

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thefuturemrssamkerr · 11 months

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The FA Cup Final

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“What time are you going to be at the game?”

You glanced over at your wife, Sam, as she sat on her side of your shared bed as the two of you got ready for bed that evening.

You placed your phone on the bedside table and when you finished setting up an alarm, you crawled over to her and laid your head on her shoulder. “— it starts at two thirty, right?”

When you saw her nod her head, you continued on speaking. “So me and Joey will try and aim to get to Wembley just before two, so we can see the warm up.”

Joey was you and Sam’s almost three year old son. You had decided to go through with your IVF journey just after your honeymoon to the Maldives.

The first two rounds failed but in the third round, you got pregnant with your son and your lives have been the happiest of days ever since he graced the planet.

Third time lucky some may say.

You had decided to name him Joey Albert Kerr.

When you were pregnant, your wife had always called him her little Joey, due to her home country.

When you found out that you were having a little boy, Sam would call him her little Joey, her little kangaroo.

So when he was born, and you both saw his perfect little face for the first time, the name Joey, simply stuck.

“You’ll be cheering me on,”Sam nudged her face closer to yours lips brushing against the cupid's bow on your face. “Right?”

You smirked as you pressed a kiss to her lips. “— we’ll be yelling the loudest, you won’t be able to miss us.”

Sam had left early in the morning to head to the pick up point where the other team members would be getting picked up, so that meant you were stuck with getting Joey ready.

After his morning bath, the two of you were now sitting in his room, on the carpeted floor in front of his wardrobe as you got him changed into his football kit.

“Alright, arms up, lovie,”You held the shirt in your hands as you watched him lift his arms up above his head, and slipped the shirt over his head smoothly.

Once the shirt was situated on his body, you smoothed down his brown hair that had become slightly dishevelled due to the friction of the shirt.

You pulled the little boy onto your lap, and pressed a few kisses to his baby chin cheeks, emitting laughs from his lips.

He was clad in wearing a kiss version of the Chelsea kit, the shorts, the socks and even some toddler football boots.

Instead of having his name on the back of the , he had ‘𝙼𝚄𝙼𝙼𝚈’ and number ‘𝟸𝟶’ on the back.

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You had arrived at Wembley just before two o'clock like you promised your wife and was escorted to the family stand where everyone else’s friends and loved ones were sitting.

Throughout the entire game, your nerves were skyrocketing.

Manchester United were definitely the better team, they had scored goals in the first minute but it had thankfully been disallowed for being offside which meant a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

Overall, the Red Devils had been the better team.

Twenty minutes into the first half, little Joey had fallen asleep on the lap of one of his moms teammates.

Millie Bright was the chosen lap.

He had little ear protectors over his ears, and his thumb was in his mouth, a habit that you and the misses definitely needed to break soon.

He had stayed asleep right up until the 60th minute, and had woken up to see his mommy score in the 68th minute.

Joey was sitting on your lap when Sam hit the back of the net, you jumped up in your seat, holding him on your hip as you jumped up and down on the floor, cheering, he was cheering as well, head thrown back as he pointed at the field.

“Flip, mama,”Joey pointed to the field where he watched his mum perform a backflip, her signature celebration for occasions like this. “— mama, flip!”

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Chelsea were officially three time FA Cup champions.

When the final whistle had been blown, the Chelsea fans were in hysterics at the final result, cheers coming from every direction as they all jumped with joy.

When the trophy celebration was taking place, all the family of the team had been escorted to the pitch, so that they could celebrate the victory as a family.

Your feet hit the pitch, and you were walking over to Guro Reiten when the toddler in your arms startled squirming to get down.

You settled him down on the floor, and watched as he began running off in the other direction, you squint your eyes but smiled hugely when you saw who he was running to.

His mommy.

“Mommy!”

Sam turned round upon hearing the voice of her little one and crouched down when she saw him running to her.

She accepted him in her arms and settled him on her hip as she pressed butterfly kisses to the top of his nose over and over again. “— m’little kangaroo!”

“You won, mommy!”Joey cheered, wrapping his arms around her neck and hugging her tightly.

Sam laughed, and hugged him just as tight. “I did, did you see mommy do her flip?”

You approached the conversation when you heard her ask the question and used your left hand to push some of her brown hair away from her face that had become dishevelled during the game.

“He most certainly did see you do the flip,”you nodded your head, resting your head on the shoulder of your wife. “— it was his favourite part,”

Sam smiled and turned around so that you were facing each other.

She unwrapped an arm that was resting around your son to take ahold of your hand. “You know what my favourite part was?”

“No?”you tilted your head to the side, watching as she smirked at you lovingly.

“Seeing the two of you in the stands, cheering me on,”She answered, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips. “— it made me love the two of you even more, which I didn’t think was possible.”

God, you were lucky to have her.

#Sam Kerr imagine #Sam Kerr x reader #Sam Kerr fluff #Sam Kerr angst #sam kerr #Chelsea women #Chelsea ladies #the fa cup #women’s super league #mum!samkerr

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onabatlle-2 · 1 year

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