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skiijumpinng · 1 year

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I posted 2,552 times in 2022

That's 745 more posts than 2021!

1,463 posts created (57%)

1,089 posts reblogged (43%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@vierschanzentournee

@booksanxietyandsports

@telemarcs

@lewanarta

@bronzebluemind

I tagged 2,465 of my posts in 2022

Only 3% of my posts had no tags

#ski jumping - 1,294 posts

#season 2021/2022 - 680 posts

#beijing 2022 - 244 posts

#answered - 158 posts

#bischofshofen - 120 posts

#damn the offseason - 112 posts

#planica - 109 posts

#willingen - 107 posts

#4hills - 97 posts

#season 2022/2023 - 95 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#i feel like i should mention at this point how awful it is that the interviewer keeps asking ryoyu about grand slam and what are his plans

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

there's something about this pic ...

78 notes - Posted March 25, 2022

#4

off season is treating us well

80 notes - Posted March 30, 2022

#3

while this is mainly bad for the sport because so many people are watching it for the first time, it's also very bad for the promotion of women's ski jumping which was the main goal of this competition...

84 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#2

sorry if it's too soon

86 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

List of ski jumpers ending their career after season 21/22

mates i know this is painful but we can't keep pretending it's not real also feel free to add

Richard Freitag

Kaori Iwabuchi

Daiki Ito

Viktor Polasek

Špela Rogelj

89 notes - Posted March 19, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

.......only reason i'm posting this is because it's absolutely hilarious that the retirement post has the most notes (crying) and tat bischofshofen is among most frequent tags (it really says a lot)

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #oh damn #random

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allesmulleroderwas · 2 years

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Guide to Czech ski jumpers names pronounciation:

IPA is quite complicated in Czech so some phonemes are a bit simplified

1. Viktor Polášek /viktor polaːʃɛk/ - š is similar to sh in English shell

2. Roman Koudelka /roman ko͡udelka/

3. Filip Sakala /filip sakala/

4. Čestmír Kožíšek /ʧestmiːr koʒiːʃek/ - č is similar to English check, ž is similar to English beige

5. Vojtěch Štursa /vojcex ʃtursa/ ě is kind of comlicated...if palatal t - ť or palatal d - ď appears in front of e, the symbol for palatalization ia transfered to the e, therefore it's not ťe but tě...ť is pronounced something like tj, ch is complicated too because we actually pronounce it...it's similar to Ch in Stoch or Eisenbichler

6. Tomáš Vančura /tomaːʃ vanʧura/

#ski jumping #czech language #roman koudelka #viktor polasek #filip sakala #cestmir kozisek #tomas vancura #czech republic

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lewanarta · 2 years

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Ski jumping teams for Beijing 2022

Team Czech Republic

#ski jumping #skijumpingedit #beijing 2022 #olympics #sj teams 2022 #team czech republic #anezka indrackova #karolina indrackova #roman koudelka #cestmir kozisek #viktor polasek #radek rydl #filip sakala #klara ulrichova #wsj #msj #moje

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whereisyourpippinnow · 4 years

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Team Czech Republic in Wisła for @thebeautifuldaisycarstairs

#skijumpingedit #ski jumping #team czech #filip sakala #vojtech stursa #viktor polasek #cestmir kozisek #sj #*#moje

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smol-skijumping-fan · 3 years

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I promised better quality scans of my old sketchbook for the sake of good old times, so here I go! Let’s start with a Serious Project of Serious Portraits of Olympians that I hoped to finish before the next Olympics... Yeah, I was never good at planning!

#ski jumping #ski jumping fanart #my art #oldies but goldies as they say!#olympics 2018 #time... goes by... so fast...#viktor polasek #Robert Johansson #andreas alamommo #drawings #i don't remember wether I posted them all or just some of them #no matter. Soon some of them will be on my insat as well btw

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firefly-of-frenstat · 2 years

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The Day Before You Came

It was one of the rainy cold Monday morning in Stockholm at his even colder apartment. He was about to start a day from work and was sitting by a cup of coffee going through the papers that he had to go through. He was into his thoughts. He was very far from his home country, the Czech Republic. He had broken up with his long-term girlfriend. The girl had said that she had fallen out of love with him and had been far away always. This was the final straw. He had moved to Sweden right almost immediately after he had retired from ski jumping many years ago. This had made him losing contact with his teammates. He had been all over. the place as a young adult but Stockholm had changed him. He became a cold and lone wolf who kept distance from others. He finally could focus on the stuff he had learned at university at his work place. He worked at an office that focused on economy. It was an extremely boring and stressful 9 to 5 job but it was well-paid. The stress of his workplace made him addicted to smoking. After finishing a shortly before lit cigarette, he grabbed his black trench coat that he received from one of his ex-teammate and friend, and just then went outside to the metro station at 8 o’clock or so because he always did. Roughly 5 minutes of waiting, he hopped on and he travelled to the city centre.

When he arrived to the office and just sighed that this will be yet another crappy day at his workplace. His boss greeted him with a handshake and instructed him to his workspace at around 8:45 or so. He frowned when he made his desk around a quarter after nine with letters to be read and saw the heaps of papers that were ready to be signed. He did what he was instructed to do. He interviewed people for 30 minutes or so and went back to make the reports that he had started the day before. He did everything in his own silence. He asked no question. Maybe he didn’t want to get fired. After the lot of paper, he stretched his legs and arms when he saw the time on the wall clock. It was almost time to have lunch. He must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so. At the usual place, the usual bunch. He looked out the window and saw a puddle. He was pretty sure now that it must have rained.

As he was walking back to his workplace, he lit one of his cigarettes. He didn’t even notice that he was blue. To his surprise, the remaining time at his workplace flew quickly. Before he left at 5, his boss invited him to his office. He sat down. The older gentleman thought that he was sick and told him that he awards our protagonist a few days off to cure himself and was expected to come back working on the following Monday. He gladly accepted the generous offer. He shook the hands with his boss and left. It was a matter of routine for him. He took the train back home. He opened the door of his home at 8 o’clock or so and stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go. He had his dinner and watched something on TV. He went to bed at around quarter after then. He needed a lot of sleep and liked to be in bed by then. He read something for a little while. The latest one by Milan Kundera or something in that style. He yawned and thought that it is funny that it is funny but he had no sense of living without aim. The next day was uneventful until he had to go to the Chinese Theatre to have a rehearsal for the play he was about to played in. When the technician turned off the lights, he yawned. He went home and cuddled up for yet another night. He heard the sound of rain.

The following morning, he went for a walk. He grabbed his trench coat and went to Djurgården. He walked up a small pier looking at the sea. He took out his pack of cigarette. He lit a cigarette and started to smoke. As he was smoking, he was looking in the distance and was thinking. He was thinking of someone to whom he was really close. His ice blue eyes filled with tears. He missed his friend. When he finished smoking, he lit another one. It was his seventh cigarette for the day. He sighed, when he felt someone tapping on his shoulder.

“Excuse me.” a voice said.

“Yes. What can I help you with?” he answered in Swedish while smoking.

“Vojtěch Štursa, is that you?”

His friend Viktor Polášek stood in front of him. Vojtěch has nodded as a reply and asked who the guy standing in front of him is.

“It is me, Viktor.” the guy answered and handed him a business card.

Vojtěch now recognised his friend. He shook his hand. He quickly apologised for not recognising his friend. He asked Viktor what the guy was doing in Stockholm. Polášek just smiled and answered that he was looking for him. He had visited Vojtěch’s parents who had told him that Vojtěch had moved to Stockholm. So, Viktor had quickly booked a plane ticket to the Swedish capital so he can find his friend as apparently, he had also missed Štursa as well.

“Would you mind if we had a coffee somewhere?” Vojtěch asked.

“Sure. We have a ton to talk about anyway.” Viktor smiled. “Going to a coffee shop is always great if you want to talk.”

#ski jumping #fan fiction #vojtech stursa #viktor polasek

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geooooooorge · 3 years

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