best female player

Suzanne Lenglen (1899-1938) was a French tennis player, who dominated the world of women’s tennis from 1914 to 1926. During this time she won 31 Championship titles, and became the first female international sports star.

She won the World Hard Court Championship at the age of 15, making her the youngest winner of a major championship in tennis history, a record that still stands. She was No. 1 from 1921, when the rankings began, to 1926, and her record of 98% wins means that she is regarded as the best female player of all times.

On a night we won’t remember - Montgomery de la cruz (part 1/?)

This is my first imagine, I’m sorry if this is bad and if I make too much mistakes send me some feedback please, and please have mercy on me.

Pairing: Montgomery x reader

word count: 1051

It was a typical Friday night for you. Listening to your favourite music while putting on some comfy shorts, an oversized shirt and some soft socks. On your neck still the necklace that your ex-boyfriend gave to you for your 1 year anniversary, it has been 2 weeks since the two of you broke up but in your head the story was far from over. Montgomery was not a typical jock. Of course in school Monty found it important to keep his reputation high, being sometimes a little too aggressive pushing kids against the lockers. But when he was with you he was the sweetest, most caring person you’ve ever met. Monty would never hurt you, you thought.
 

You were completely zoned out when suddenly your phone lit up. It was a text from your best friend Justin.

“ Hey (Y/N), I’m at Jessica’s party where are you?”

Shit! You completely forgot. You weren’t a party animal but since Jess was Justin’s girlfriend and he was your best friend you promised to go. Just to do him a favour, and maybe for one night, forget about Monty and all the pain you’ve felt for the last couple weeks.

“ I was still showering, I’ll be there in 15 minutes!”

“ (Y/N)..”

“ What? A girl needs her shower ;) ?”

“ Nononooo not about that. He’s here, just so you know..”

So Monty was at the party.., he probably looked mind blowing with a nice button down, he’s perfect brown hair and his cute freckles. He hated them but I thought they made him look perfect. It was his finishing touch. But since he was there you had to look good, no not good you had to look great. You searched the dress he loved the most. It was a red one, thightly hugging your body. Monty always went crazy when you wore it, he said it made your body look even more perfect than it already was. You put on some make up and let your hair dry in some loose beach waves.

Justin offered to pick you up so you could drink a little, he imagined you could use some alcohol tonight. You were waiting in the living room when you heard a car on your driveway. Finally Justin arrived, despite the fact you had to face Monty you began to get excited for this party, just because you could be with your friends and could do somethinf different than cry or study.

You stepped into Justins car, when you looked had his mouth fell on the floor.

“Damn (Y/N) you look hot!”

You gave him a sweet smile, Justin was always the first one to make you smile with all his compliments
“Thanks Justin, I hope I have the ame influence on someone else tonight.” You winked at him and obviously referring to Montgomery

“ I’m sure you will, look at yourself, mindblowing. I’m pretty proud to call you my best friend right now.”

“ Alright Foley enough bluffing now let’s go, I don’t want Jessica to hate me.”

10 mintues later you arrived at the party. Suddenly you felt the chills go down your spine. You were going to face Monty after avoiding him for 2 weeks, after all the crying, going over everything the two of you did together and looking for a mistake you made. Looking at alle the pictures you had together for hours and missing him, missing his touch and his genlte kisses and the way he shouted your name when you scored a goal on the soccerfield.

Justin looked at you “(Y/N) you look stunning, don’t worry it will be fine, and if you want to go home just give me a sign.”

You smiled at Justin, he understood you with just one smile. The two of you went in, he went to Jessica, kissing her. You walked straight to the kitchen fixing yourself a drink. You went for some tequila, or in your case te-kill-a. When you looked up you saw a tall Zach Dempsey looking at you with a grin on his face. “You lost something?” you asked, with a little sass.

“Well I think I lost my heart to you, (Y/N)”

“Too cheesy Zach, now come give me a hug, it’s been 2 weeks”

Zach almost sprinted to you picking you up and spinning you around. You were talking with Zach about his basketball, about how stupid Bryce is, and so one.

You knew Zach since you were 5, he made you a sports fan and he was the one pushing you to train harder everyday so you became the best female soccer player on the team.

Just then you saw him, Monty. He looked you straight in the eyes. You froze, why was he looking so sad, was it because of you, was it because of Zach picking you up? How long has he been standing there?

He didn’t know how the behave so he ran off, you following his path.

You found a lonely Monty 3 houses away, sitting alone on a bench with clenched fists

You walk down to him, “Is this seat taken?” he looks up, his eyes were filled with tears.

“Why would you even want to be here, I’ve been so mean to you?”

“ Maybe because I still care?”

“ Just go”

And right on that moment the most impulsive and probably dumb idea comes into your mind and before you know it

“ Do you want to get drunk? We’ll probably regret this tomorrow but I think we can both use this. since you’re sitting here with you fists clenched and I’m still wearing your necklace.”

He looked at you with his sad eyes nodding affirmatively.

Back at the party Monty fixed drinks for the both of you.

You were waiting outside watching a few boys playing beerpong. You were curious, how was a drunk night with monty going to end?

Monty sat next to you giving you your drink, you could smell it had lots of tequila in it, but you didn’t mind at all

“on a night we won’t remember” he said while drinking the whole thing at once.

“on a night we won’t remember” you said and you did the same

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Georgia Martin

Georgia laced up her skates, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. The older girls around her chatted nervously under the fluorescent light. 

She felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around she saw a pretty curly haired girl with a warm smile.

“I’m glad I’m not the only new girl.” Said the stranger in a welcoming tone.

“How’d you know I’m new?” Georgia asked.

“You’re nervous and it’s only practice.” 

“Practice with the best female hockey players in the country.” Georgia said, sighing.

“Hey, well… If you’re here that means that is you, too.” She said as she sat down.

“I’m Georgia.” 

“I’m Megan.” 

“Ok ladies let’s get out and do our best.” yelled the captain.

Georgia and Megan shared a smile and picked up their sticks and made their way to the ice.


“Seriously George, that last goal you made, wow!” Megan yelled as they walked toward the hotel.”

Georgia blushed, “Me? You didn’t let a single puck past you.” 

“aww man, it was nothing.” Megan said as she punched Georgia in the arm softly.

Megan linked their arms as they walked into the hotel lobby.

“Are you tired?” Megan asked.

“No,” Georgia lied, she was actually exhausted. 

“Ok then we can hang out in my room if you’d like.” 

Georgia suddenly became very aware of their skin touching, a blush started to form on her face.

Oh’ Georgia thought.

Megan opened the door to her room and held it open for Georgia. 

Ok Georgia, you’ve got this.’ Georgia thought, ‘Just try not to act like the useless lesbian you are.’

“do you want to order some room service?” Megan asked, as she closed the door behind her.

“Uh yeah sure.” Georgia said with a shaky voice, she hovered awkwardly until Megan put sure hand on her back and pushed her onto the bed.

“Umm… I’ve never done this before.” Georgia said in a loud voice.

“What?” Megan turned her head quickly. 

“You know,” Georgia gestured vaguely.

“Oh my goodness!” Megan blushed.” 

Georgia put her head in her hands, “Oh no.”

“No, no, Georgia, that’s not what I meant.” Megan said as she sat down next her.

The air turned sour.

“It’s ok, I’ll just leave.” Georgia said as she wiped her face.

“George, please don’t.” Megan reached for her hand, “I want you to stay.”

“I’m sorry.” Georgia said, not looking at the other girl, but she stayed seated. 

“Georgia I like you.” 

“You do?” Georgia said, shocked.

“Of course I do.” Megan said holding her hand, “I just don’t want to move to fast.” 

“Me too.” 


“What are you gonna do once we get back?” Megan asked as they took off their pads.

“I’ve been talking to a small team in Providence about a management position.” Georgia answered.

“And you’re going to be fine with a job that will take you off the ice?” Megan teased.

“I think four world championships is enough.” Georgia said with a smile.

“And don’t forget the olympics.” Megan reminded her.

“I couldn’t forget about the olympics.” Georgia said with a wink.

Megan put a hand to her face to cover up her blush.

“So captain, do you think that theres a place in Providence for me?” Megan tried to not look like she was depending on the answer, but she truly was.

“I was actually hoping you’d uh… come with me.” Georgia stammered.

“You want me to move in with you?” Megan asked excitedly.

“I mean, it’s about time.” Georgia laughed.

Megan threw her arms around her half dressed girlfriend, leading to chirping from the rest of the team. 

Wembley Stadium

We got on a train early this afternoon to Wembley Stadium in London, to watch the women’s FA Cup final between Manchester City and Birmingham. I suspected on the way that the result might be something of a walkover, and was largely correct. It was still a great day though, because visiting any famous sporting venue is exciting - at least in my eyes.

There’s just something about the moment you walk out from a stair-well into a big sports stadium, and see the pristine rows of seats, thousands of people, perfect grass, and arc of sunlight bathed across everything. It’s a kind of magic.

I’ll never pretend to know a lot about football, but I do know that Carli Lloyd was cynically fouled throughout the entire game. I get it - she’s one of the best female soccer players in the world, but how the referee let the other side keep clattering into her off the ball is anybody’s guess.

On the way home the kids talked about Toni Duggan - playing on the wing for Manchester City. She came on in the second half as a substitute and turned the opposition inside out. Hugely impressed.

After getting back to the railway station this evening we took the kids out for dinner at the faux Italian/Americana place next to the cinema called Frankie and Bennys. I went for some kind of spicy pasta and meatballs type thing. Hearty, hot food to hopefully blast the last remnants of the cold out of my head that has been lingering for the last few days. I don’t think it worked, but it tasted great.

Note to self - stop buying alcoholic drinks in restaurants - the mark-up is ridiculous.

We’re back home now, my phone is charging, and I’m contemplating an hour of Second Life before collapsing into bed.

To all incredible women who strive for excellence, 

When I was growing up, I had a dream. I’m sure you did, too. My dream wasn’t like that of an average kid, my dream was to be the best tennis player in the world. Not the best “female” tennis player in the world.

I was fortunate to have a family that supported my dream and encouraged me to follow it. I learned not to be afraid. I learned how important it is to fight for a dream and, most importantly, to dream big. My fight began when I was three and I haven’t taken a break since.

But as we know, too often women are not supported enough or are discouraged from choosing their path. I hope together we can change that. For me, it was a question of resilience. What others marked as flaws or disadvantages about myself – my race, my gender – I embraced as fuel for my success. I never let anything or anyone define me or my potential. I controlled my future.

So when the subject of equal pay comes up, it frustrates me because I know firsthand that I, like you, have done the same work and made the same sacrifices as our male counterparts. I would never want my daughter to be paid less than my son for the same work. Nor would you.

As we know, women have to break down many barriers on the road to success. One of those barriers is the way we are constantly reminded we are not men, as if it is a flaw. People call me one of the “world’s greatest female athletes”. Do they say LeBron is one of the world’s best male athletes? Is Tiger? Federer? Why not? They are certainly not female. We should never let this go unchallenged. We should always be judged by our achievements, not by our gender.

For everything I’ve achieved in my life, I am profoundly grateful to have experienced the highs and lows that come with success. It is my hope that my story, and yours, will inspire all young women out there to push for greatness and follow their dreams with steadfast resilience. We must continue to dream big, and in doing so, we empower the next generation of women to be just as bold in their pursuits.

– An open letter by Serena Williams

Congratulations, Serena Williams!

I’m a huge tennis fan and the recent news is pretty inspiring.  Ms. Williams is, without question:

1) An amazing athlete,

2) Hands down the best female tennis player of all time,

3) Most likely the best tennis player of any gender of all time (which as a hard core Federer fan, is really hard for me to admit),

4) An inspiration that she could take a Grand Slam title while 12 weeks pregnant (and at the age of 35 no less!).

Wow!

One of the most impressive feats I think I’ve heard of in a very long time.

Marta Vieira da Silva,  best female player of all time.

Brazilian footballer who plays for the Orlando Pride in the National Women’s Soccer League and the Brazil national team as a forward. With 15 goals, she holds the record for most goals scored at FIFA Women’s World Cup tournaments, surpassing Birgit Prinz’s previous record of 14 with a goal against South Korea in Brazil’s first match of the 2015 edition in Canada.

She was named FIFA World Player of the Year five consecutive times between 2006 and 2010. She was a member of the Brazilian national teams that won the silver medal at the 2004 and 2008 Summer Olympics. She was also awarded the Golden Ball (MVP) at the 2004 FIFA U-19 Women’s World Championship, and won both the Golden Ball award as the best player and the Golden Boot award as the top scorer in the 2007 Women’s World Cup after leading Brazil to the final of the tournament.

Amanda Kessel Back to Skating!

In July 2015 Kessel announced her retirement from hockey due to concussions. She was on track to become one of the world’s best female hockey players (think Connor McDavid).

In December, Kessel began skating with her former team, the Minnesota Golden Gophers. It’s unknown if she’s fully joining the team to finish their season, but the fact that she’s back to skating is a very positive sign!

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It’s 2015. Women from each major political party are running for President. Combat jobs in the Army and Air Force are opening to women. But women still make $0.77 for every dollar men earn. In professional sports, the gender wage gap is even more profound. Female athletes receive a fraction of the prize money, pay, and media coverage men enjoy. Consider, for example, that the US Women’s soccer team was awarded $2M for winning the World Cup, while the Men’s team got $8M for being eliminated in the round of 16. Or that the average annual NBA salary in 2013-14 was $4.9M, compared with $72K in the WNBA. And until this year, the best female hockey players in the world couldn’t even get paid to play.

“Fine,” you say, “but people prefer men’s sports.” That could be because we barely hear about ladies who are making layups. Just 2% of sports news coverage focuses on female athletes.

Back this kickstarter to create a documentary about the the first and only professional women’s hockey league in North America to pay its players 

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Serena Williams, born September 26, 1981 in Michigan, is a professional American tennis player who has earned many Olympic Gold Medals, in addition to over thirty grand slam titles. She has been training vigorously since she was three years old. Her first major championship victory was in 1999. She had won the US Open at 17 years old, defeating her sister, Venus Williams, on the path to their family’s first Grand Slam victory.

In 2002, Serena was victorious in the French Open, The US Open and Wimbledon, defeating her sister, Venus, in the finals of each tournament. In 2003, she had her first Australian Open Victory, which satisfied her desire to hold all four major titles at the same time. She identified this as the “Serena Slam”. She has teamed up with Venus on many occasions to win a string of doubles titles. In 2008, at the Beijing Games, through her teamwork with her sister, she earned a second women’s doubles Olympic Gold Medal.

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