football dreams

What would your OC prefer?

To start off this blog, here’s an OC question post for character development! Have fun!

  1. Pancakes or waffles?
  2. Cereal with milk or cereal without milk?
  3. Comedy or tragedy?
  4. Sleep in goofy pajamas or nude?
  5. Camping or hotel?
  6. Sweet or sour candy?
  7. Walking or biking?
  8. Fire abilities or ice abilities?
  9. Wooden pencil or mechanical pencil?
  10. Hats or no hats?
  11. Modest clothing or flashy clothing?
  12. Finger-snapping or whistling?
  13. Long hikes or long car rides?
  14. Long car rides or travel by plane?
  15. Stormy night or sunny day?
  16. Summer or winter?
  17. Game night with their family or movie night with their friends?
  18. Chewy candy or hard candy?
  19. Band or football?
  20. Lucid dreaming or never having to sleep?

With the passage of time, we get older… not necessarily wiser. Battle scars and trophies are proof that “we were there.” But they somehow fail to validate the experience in a way that is meaningful, let alone profound. So, how do we determine what really matters?  I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure the answer lies closer to that scar on my right shin than on the shelf next to my trophies (which, of course, my dad has collected, shined, and displayed in his bar in the living room.) […]

While scoring goals and winning games are lovely to look at, those “roses” are empty on their own. I’ve realized that the emotional aftermath of big wins is the same as the emotional fallout of big losses…temporary. What actually sustains and enriches is the effort put forth…the investment. After fourteen years of youth soccer, four years of college, and (almost) two years as a professional, I still must try hard to not allow my football dream to be my master. After all, my career is not my identity; but my goals are important to me because I’ve watered them…I’ve tended them. That said, from winning I’ve learned to dream big and rejoice freely and from losing I’ve learned to how to get up, brush myself off, and forgive. Assimilating these lessons is how I can still play the game…the application of these lessons off the pitch…priceless.

- Rookie for Life,

Christen

I think an interesting trend in the 17776 fandom is a sort of a general disregard for the philosophical questions it raises. So far as we know, there’s no real plot, there are no real problems. We would, very understandably, rather focus on the characters.

But to me, it brings back some very unpleasant memories of childhood fixations. I was very religious, as an evangelical Christian, but I was always dreading eternity. There was no way out, the way I was taught: the soul is immortal. It isn’t a question of whether you will choose immortality, but how. Do you want to suffer or do you want to be with God?

I dwelled on this question for years. I did everything I could to put it out of my mind, but the fear of living forever, the fear of my life on earth being ultimately meaningless in the eyes of God, and in the eyes of my future self, dominated my nights and my nightmares.

What is heaven? What do you want heaven to be? Do you want to spend it serving God? Will you be utterly transformed into an existence you can’t even begin to comprehend? Or will you retain your humanity and just… exist. Forever. Forever without end, your earthly efforts and ambitions long forgotten. You will then be something who doesn’t remember who you are now. Is that any better than ceasing to exist?

See, that’s what is so disturbing to me about 17776. Most of these people don’t even remember who they were. They’ve existed for so long that their past has become less than meaningless. Everything they strived for is irrelevant, both for them and the space probes watching them. They will do this again and again, a hundred times over, and then a hundred times more, again, and again without end, until the earth is swallowed by the sun.

The vikings dreamed of endless war, the immortal Americans dream of endless football, the evangelicals dream of endless worship. They desire these things with a feverish passion, and they want you to feel the same. You can’t help but feel the same even if you don’t want to. You’ll go insane otherwise. It makes me feel sick for reasons I’ve always struggled to put words to.

When 10 said that the humans who were invested in the endless, pointless struggle of the game trapped in the canyon were the lucky ones? And when she said that this was humanity’s ultimate form, chosen of its own free will?

That tapped into feelings I’ve been trying to bury for a decade, and it chilled me to my core.

Just like 10 said, I am very much terrified of living forever. I think it’s most likely my greatest fear.

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“Sophomore Matt Kechter had big plans for his junior year. A 6-foot, 215-lb. offensive lineman on the varsity football team—and a straight-A student in the classroom—Kechter was determined to crack the Columbine Rebels starting lineup in the fall. “He was on track,” says family friend Mike Mesch, who coached Kechter in junior high. “He was big and strong and loved charging out of that huddle.”

Kechter was the kind of son football-loving parents dream of. His father, construction supervisor Joseph Kechter never missed a game, and Ann, his mother, organized the team’s year-end party. His only sibling, Adam, 12, idolized him. In death, Matt was reportedly found in the library with his arms around another student. “He was protecting someone,” says Mesch. “That was Matt.”

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Happy 30th Birthday to the legend, Lionel Messi! {June 24, 1987}

“I always thought I wanted to play professionally, and I always knew that to do that I’d have to make a lot of sacrifices. I made sacrifices by leaving Argentina, leaving my family to start a new life. I changed my friends, my people. Everything. But everything I did, I did for football, to achieve my dream.”

Following Football Dreams to Germany with @cmpulisic

To see more of Christian’s life playing for Borussia Dortmund, follow @cmpulisic on Instagram.

American athlete Christian Pulisic’s (@cmpulisic) first memories of soccer are with his father. “I remember my dad throwing a mini ball at me in the house and trying to score on him in the mini goal,” says the 18-year-old. Christian grew up in Pennsylvania, but moved to Dortmund, Germany, three years ago to pursue his dream of becoming a professional soccer player. Although adjusting to life in a foreign country is never easy — Christian’s biggest hurdles were “the language barrier and finding regular friends to spend time with” — he’s taken to life in his adopted hometown: he has his own apartment, a group of friends and speaks German fluently.

Playing attacking midfielder for the Borussia Dortmund team in the German Bundesliga league eased the transition. “We have the best fans in the world,” says Christian. “They’re the most passionate in all of football. The game means everything to them.” And as for his young age relative to his teammates, Christian shrugs it off. “I was always the youngest on the team,” he says. “It’s normal for me.”

لوهله من الزمن فكرت أتجوز لعيب كورة..بس لقتني كبرت ع أحلام اليقظة دي وعيب أوى الهبل اللي بفكر في ده وأني المفروض أتلهي وأرجع تاني أحلم أني أجيب السلحفاء اللي هتغنيني عن كل البشر

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