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bookishblerb · 3 days
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Jamie Tartt X I Can Do It With a Broken Heart edit
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achillesangst · 1 day
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And the crowd goes wild!!!
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mitskijamie · 3 days
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Roy obviously knows that Jamie admires/respects/looks up to him but I like to think there's some part of him that wants Jamie to think he's like. Cool. On some level he's just a middle aged man who peaked in his 20s and craves validation from his cool gen Z coworker. I'm not like a regular coach I'm a Cool coach
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puppypeter · 2 days
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A little recap of Philly D running the 2024 London Marathon for Young Lives vs Cancer. Click here to donate.
(a short ig story of an interview here)
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dreamlandbarnes · 2 days
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for ted lasso swifties...
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my favorite headcanon to ponder is that as soon as they enter the Champions League - and it becomes official that this level of cardiovascular training is going to become Jamie's new longterm normal - Roy immediately bans him from running on pavement (so that he'll still have cartilage in his knees by age 60, and because no trainer ever cared enough to do that for Roy and he's gonna do better by Jamie if it kills him).
However...
--they can't limit all his running to a treadmill or track either, because that's a GREAT way to get hurt when he's on the pitch. 
Cue a hilarious montage of Jamie biking to some park, folding the bike to carry over a shoulder while running through said park, hopping back on the bike once he reaches the road, biking until he reaches a grass/dirt track along the river, running until the dirt track runs out, biking again, etc.
Cut to a shot of Roy frowning studiously because This Isn't Working Out, before he turns to Jamie and dead-serious, he asks, "Can you run the pavement on your hands?"
And Jamie is 😭😭😭 on the inside but verbally he's just "uh....yeah! Yeah sure I mean yeah no don't think so but yeah sure yeah why not I'll give it a go?"
Cut to Jamie managing seven whole haphazard steps in a handstand before, "aiyeeee..." and a close-up of Roy cringing with his fists over his mouth. 
Cut to Roy frowning studiously again. This time Jamie's got a big abrasion on his cheek. Again, deadly serious-
"Could you cartwheel the asphalt bits?"
Cut to Jamie cartwheeling over and over and over like. well, like a wheel, making good speed...
in a very much NOT straight line, until he cartwheels right into a bush.
"Well." Roy's got his studious frown, Jamie's got his scraped cheek and leaves in his hair. "I think we're out of options."
And Jamie's face falls. "Coach no. Please I can figure it out. Just need to keep trying things don't I?"
But Roy's shaking his head. 
And Jamie just looks sadder and sadder, and he starts to look a little scared. "Coach really I can just run the pavement like I used to it's f-"
"Nope. I'm calling it."
We linger on Jamie's devastated face. 
Quick cut to Jamie's torso. He's running on the road. He reaches the park. He runs through the park and reaches pavement again. He runs the pavement until he reaches the dirt track by the river. He runs the dirt track until it ends, transitioning straight onto the road once again. Scene cuts to him panting at Richmond Green once he's all done. He slowly straightens up, turning to Roy (who it's revealed bicycled the whole way with him) with the angriest, most murderous glare we've ever seen cross Jamie's face.
Roy breaks into his first grin of the entire montage. 
We finally pan down to Jamie's feet
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--clad in every runner's favorite pseudo-orthopedic clown shoes. They let you run on a beautiful, cartilage-preserving cloud (edit: ASSUMING you don't immediately let your stride get sloppy, which people often do! that's important, can't believe i didn't say it initially!) and not even Jamie can make them look slick. 
*This post dedicated to my own hoka-related humiliations. They're lovely at what they're designed for but oyyyye. tbf hoka does make slightly less gigantic, less hideous models (ones that visually limit themselves to the type of loud garishness that Jamie would actually probably adore). But also tbf, you KNOW Roy would insist on Jamie cycling through the dumbest, ugliest, most embarrassing, "it's yer fuckin knees, Tartt come on!" models he could find. 
(Bonus: Practically overnight, Jamie suddenly becomes an expert in every dirt, grass, and otherwise natural running trail in all of London because as long as there's no concrete or asphalt anywhere on his run, he can go back to his normal low drop shoes.) (Edit: which, to reiterate, is a much better choice for both your joints and feet, than running pavement in hokas!)
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If you would like to share more of the Sunday Snip (or anything you're working on) 🌹🌹🌹🌹
Thank you my wonderful friend. The basic premise is Jamie struggling during the Zava era and then being injured when they run the decoy play with Zava in the role of the decoy. I'm trying to find a good bit I haven't shared yet. I'll share more after the cut.
Right now, it's broken up into three chapters:
Jamie's POV from Zava through being injured in a match.
Ted's POV from the same time period.
Alternating POVs from the hospital after Jamie is injured.
1 and 2 are first draft finished but three needs a lot more (and might end up being split in two, you know how it goes!)
My problems so far are sticking the ending, and Ted's POV.
But for now, here is a snippet:
“Zava does not run decoy.” “You do now,” Beard said. “Let’s try it.” Jamie sighed. This was not going to go well. And it didn’t. Or it did fine enough, Zava ran through, attempting to draw the defenders. Ted didn’t give Zava the instructions he gave Jamie about wanting him to win an Oscar at the ESPYs. No, Zava got a well done. Jamie was so thrown off he’d missed the net completely on the first run-through. On the second, he’d hit the crossbar. By the third, when Jamie hit the post, he didn’t miss the frustrated looks from his teammates.  “Maybe we should have Colin do it?” Isaac suggested. “Jamie’s got this,” Roy said. “Jamie, you feeling alright today?” Ted asked. Like he gave a fuck.  “Yeah, sorry, Coach.” The 4 am training was catching up to him. Jamie attempted to go to bed at a reasonable time, but this week, he found himself staring at the ceiling most nights. By the fifth try, Jamie finally found the back of the net.  “Don’t worry, Jamie, not everyone can be Zava,” Zava said to him as he roughly clapped him on the back. His hand lingered a little too long for Jamie’s liking, though Jamie wished he had never touched him at all, and Jamie shrugged him off as if Zava’s hand had burned him. Prick. 
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jamiesfootball · 2 days
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Roy checking that the boot room is actually empty of Will before he ushers Jamie in is actually a nice touch
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By the fifth tackle, Jamie was starting to lag, testing his weight gingerly before he took off running again. Ted hesitated, hand going up to his whistle — he’d been coaching long enough to know sometimes you needed to let the fellas sort it out among themselves, but Jamie wasn’t exactly known for having a long fuse and with each swipe (verbal or physical) he could practically see that clock ticking down to an explosion.
“Someone’s going to get hurt,” Beard said quietly.
“Maybe,” Ted agreed, watching Jamie pick himself back up again. He nicked the ball away from Dani, went for the goal. “But I figure we owe it to him to give him the chance to prove us wrong.”
“I meant physically.”
The ball sailed into the net, missing the tip of Zoreaux’s outstretched glove by barely an inch. Zoreaux stooped to pick it up — and whipped it hard at Jamie, who flinched back, arms jerking up a moment too late to protect himself. The ball collided with his face with a sickening crack. He swayed, stumbled, slumped limply to the ground. When Ted skidded to a halt at his side his eyes were closed, blood tracking down the side of his face from his swollen nose, pooling into the grass.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—” Zoreaux was mumbling somewhere in the distance, voice reaching him as if through a thick pane of glass as Ted raised a shaking hand to Jamie’s wrist, feeling for a pulse. Found it, thready-thin, after a long minute. Jamie’s eyes were still closed, his body limp. How long could someone be unconscious before there was a risk of brain damage? A minute? Thirty seconds? He squeezed Jamie’s wrist, desperate and too hard.
“Come on, bud,” he said, voice cracking in the middle. “C’mon, Jamie. Go on and open your eyes, let us see how you’re doing; you’re fine.”
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asteria-argo · 3 days
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Summary:
Ted wouldn’t lie and say he thought Jamie being teacher made any kind of sense too him. Being a teacher required patience, and compassion, two traits that didn’t exactly spring to mind when he thought of Jamie Tartt. It also took discipline, and from what little he had seen of Jamie’s classroom management, that didn’t seem like something he was well versed in. Ted wouldn’t think of himself as a strict man, in fact most people probably thought of him as a push over, but there were lines that had to be drawn in the sand when it came to kids. You could be their friend, but you had to be their parent or their teacher or their coach first. Jamie didn’t know where that line was before he was in charge, and if Ted had to hazard a guess, he’d say it hadn’t become any clearer for him in the years since. Jamie was someone who was a bit more concerned with popularity than doing the right thing, in Ted’s experience.
We've officially reached 100k on this story!! 🥳
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anya-chalotra · 11 months
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#i’ll take the ambiguous but domestic ot3 happily ever after, thanks
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darwinsfinchesx · 11 months
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Make it a performance. I want you winning an Oscar at the ESPYs next year.
Ted Lasso | 1.03 -> 3.12
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billy-crudup · 11 months
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TED LASSO 3.10 | International Break
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mitskijamie · 3 days
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You cannot convince me that Jamie Tartt does not have like a standing spray, tan appointment or like uses self tanner lotion. He is 100% the kind of guy that would do that.
Phil was soooo spray tanned in s3 so absolutely I agree lol 😭
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Given that Jamie canonically gets his eyebrows threaded and his chest waxed, I feel like he probably does a lot of other self-maintenence stuff too. I think he probably gets regular manicures/pedicures (usually without polish, but with clear polish if he's feeling pretty), fake tans, and occasionally gets facials done. Vanity will always win over toxic masculinity for Jamie Tartt. It's more important to look sexy than to "be a man" any day
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chrrispine · 1 year
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TED LASSO
4-5-1 (3x03)
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nessa007 · 1 year
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#same energy Fleabag (1x01) | Ted Lasso (3x02)
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