Manchester United women win the Adobe FA Cup for the first time in their history, beating Tottenham ladies 4-0 with goals from Ella Toone, Rachel Williams and 2 from Lucia Garcia. Proudest day of my life.
Match Review: Manchester United Women 0-6 Chelsea Women
Livid would be an understatement.
Like the final at Wembley, I went to this game. I was excited to be at Old Trafford.
Unlike the final at Wembley, we didn't show up. It was tepid at best and offensive at worst.
United were outclassed to the point that Chelsea took their boot off our neck. They stopped trying as hard in the second half and STILL scored two. 6-0 was a modest result. It was a shameful defeat and it could and should have been a lot worse.
We can point to invidual errors and failings; Mary Earps needs to learn to claim a cross, Millie Turner and Hannah Blundell were repeatedly bullied off the ball, Katie Zelem was too slow and Lisa Naalsund too ponderous on the ball. But that's the game - very rarely does everyone play well all the time.
There is one individual at fault beyond all else though: Mark Skinner. The man handed a contract extension after the FA Cup win. What a mistake that might prove to be eh...
United played a high line at home versus CHELSEA. There's a reason Chelsea and City are the top two in the league and clear of the rest of us; they're faster, stronger, and more technically able. They are better footballers. It's okay to say it. It's also fair to say that United HAVE GOOD PLAYERS. We're not a crap team by any means, but we have strengths and weaknesses and a mediocre blogger like myself on Tumblr can see that against a faster team, you don't push up unless you're supremely confident in your possession game. We're good, but not that good. So, instead, you low block the fuck out of them and play to the counter. You can even hit them with through-ball passing pattern transitions rather than long balls over the top if you're worried about looking cheap, christ on a bike.
You and I can blame our players for mistakes, and we should (in a fair manner - lets not be toxic now) but you can't be mad at Hannah or Millie for getting outpaced by Mayra Ramírez and Catarina Macario. You just can't. It's obvious on paper way before the match.
Hayley Ladd was instrumental at CDM in our clutch win against Chelsea in the FA Cup semi-final. If we lose that, Chelsea definitely beat Spurs and that's another trophy for Emma Hayes. Yay. It begs the question though - why did she not start? It's the end of the season and she's been used sparingly, especially in comparison to Katie Zelem. I like Zels and she's a good set piece specialist too, but her and Lisa in that central pairing was as much use as me and my dad would have been out there. Completely ineffective.
In contrast, I thought we looked a lot better with Hinata Miyazawa on. We also had Irene Guerrero on the bench unused. What? We could have started Hinata, Irene, Hayley for fresh legs and a good balance in midfield and then sub on Tooney late on for a bit of a madness. Similarly for Rach Williams; she was good and is super reliable, but why was she on and asked to press high and hard? Wtf?
We should have sat deep and ran at Chelsea. Lucia, Melvine, Nikita, Geyse... pick three of that four and go nuts. But no, Mark Skinner has to stick with the same old same old, and that's why United got the same old same old result against Chelsea: defeat. Only this wasn't a defeat. It was a mauling. A humbling.
I'll save the drama with Grace Clinton and other former players for another post, but there's plenty of issue with Skinner from players let alone fans, which is also indicative of a problem in womens football about culture, standards, and behaviour.
Rant over. To end on positives: Lucia Garcia and Rach Williams put in a good shift and showed up. Strong, spirited players whose heads didn't drop. Fair play to the pair of them. Also kudos to Fran Kirby getting a dream send-off. Top player.
I'll miss Rach when she retires, and I hope that's not this summer. I also hope Lucia stays beyond this summer. I'd like a Garcia shirt to go with Toone and Galton.
Link for the fic: Alexander Horne and the East Ham League
Author: NotAlexHorne
Relationship: Greg Davies/Alex Horne
Additional tags:
Mark Watson
Frank Skinner
Tim Key
Fatberg | Tim Key's Bear
James Acaster
Kerry Godliman
Sarah Millican
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Genre bending
Detective Noir
Sherlock Holmes pastiche
a touch of poirot
Period-Typical Homophobia
Unreliable Narrator
Case Fic
gratuitous Paul Hollywood slander
third party narrator - Freeform
Complicated Relationships
Crimes & Criminals
look this fic is weird and i have no idea how to tag it
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sneaky references to bad golf
Prompt:
Prompt: 1920s noir detectives! I'm thinking detective Alex and crime boss/suspect Greg and (not sure what ratings are allowed, please feel free to lower it if you'd be more comfortable!) explicit dom/sub stuff, maybe dub-con or period-typical homophobia unless you want to leave the more sexual/angsty stuff out! Which would be absolutely fine!
Summary:
It's 1926 and Alexander Horne is a London private detective with more expenses than income. After a night of heavy drinking with his flatmate and colleague Mark Watson, Horne is woken early the following morning to find a client at his door: a woman looking for her missing son. It's an impossible case, but with mounting bills and an empty account, Horne hasn't got much of a choice but to take it. But when his investigation takes him too close to matters beyond his comfort, he's forced to make some tough choices.
Katy Manning, in her second screen role (see her first here), as Julia Dungarvon - full-time typist, part-time coffee shop waitress, and member of more than one love triangle - in Man at the Top: The Prime of Life (1.4, Thames, 1971)
but it looked good to charlene in john deere green
There's been a quite a bit of backlash regarding Mark Skinner's comments in the postgame presser following Manchester United's loss to Paris Saint-Germain.
On the one hand Mark Skinner came across as an incredibly sore loser.
On the other hand, it perfectly embodies the problem with the WSL.
The reality is the WSL bought into its own hype. WSL fans convinced themselves they were the best league with the best teams and the best teams.
The reality is a game is won by the 11 players on the field, no how many tickets were sold.
An Arsenal fan tweeted - and I have to confess, I really did contemplate posting the screenshot with their names blurred out, but it wouldn't have been that hard to find it and I don't want to encourage mob mentality even towards that morally reprehensible fanbase - anyway. The fan said something along the lines that Arsenal deserved a spot in the group stages because of attendance.
And if that doesn't embody the fact that in the eyes of Arsenal fans, football is merely a popularity contest, I honestly don't know what does.
And I'm curious, too, how far that argument goes, if only because of how flawed it is. I would be genuinely shocked the current rankings stand at the end of the season, but let's say, per the screenshot below, it does.
Manchester United and Arsenal are both outside the top 5. Not even top 3, top 5. I don't have the numbers in front of me but let's say Arsenal leads in attendance. By that fan's theory, Arsenal should make it directly to the group stages despite being out of the Top 5 because "If Arsenal are in it, you're increasing the number of viewers significantly, that in turn increases advertising revenues, which increases prize money and the quality of training / players overall."
I thought Graham Hansen and Barcelona fans saw themselves at the savior of women's football but somehow Arsenal fans made them look humble in comparison, a feat I honestly did not think was possible.
And like, I'm not even convinced Arsenal fans truly understand how delusion they sound, I'm really not. Because a lot of the argument they make fall apart if you just push back even a little.
One of their rhetorics for having been dumped out by Paris FC is the turnaround after the World Cup. Most of Arsenal players had been at the World Cup, see, and they didn't have a lot of time to train as a team, and that's why Paris FC advanced and not them,
Okay, fair, and in theory I not only buy it but also support it. Arsenal did have a very short turnaround post World Cup, a lot of their players were gone, etc etc. Valid arguments I can 100 percent get behind.
But if that was really all it came down to then both Real Madrid and Levante would be sitting at home right now - but it's not, it's just Levante. So how does that work, exactly? Real Madrid had equally the amount of players but did fine in their preseason game - that they had to fly to Mexico for no less! - but Arsenal couldn't get it together against a team every WSL fan and their mother had to google the roster of?
Like, can we just be honest with each other for a sec? Arsenal treated the Paris FC game as a preseason game because that's exactly what they saw it as. They saw the French league as a walkover, because they had walked over a severely crippled Lyon, and if you don't want the D1 Arkema, then you probably don't even know Paris FC's original name. Anyway, Arsenal sauntered over with all the confidence in the world because they're Arsenal and everyone loves them.
Except.
Except Paris FC has been a very good team for the past two seasons, and if you actually watched a team, you'd know that. You'd know they'd had a real go at Lyon and Paris Saint-Germain and you'd know they were considered a threat by those teams. You'd know about their goalkeeper and you'd know about their increased confidence and maybe, just maybe, you'd know that their coach had been talking about the team's structure and ambitions.
There were warning signs, I'm just saying, all you had to do was read them.
But then Arsenal got their ass handed to them and we were promptly subjected to the claims of scheduling (Lyon only got a majority of their players back August 28 before playing the Coupe de France on September 10, so curious about the time warp on that one). There should be an expansion, people argued, which again I find perplexing because when Manchester City got knocked out two consecutive years by Real Madrid there was nay a peep then.
So explain that to me. City gets their ass handed to them, it's fine, qualifiers work the way they're supposed to. Arsenal get their ass handed to them and UEFA needs to bend over backwards to accommodate them? Am I understanding things correctly?
But anyway if Arsenal and their morally reprehensible fans had done even the littlest bit of research we wouldn't be sitting here right now having this discussion.
But as much as I'd like to rip on Arsenal, because lord knows that fanbase deserves it, I think we can all agree that Skinner's comments deserve the most attention in this case.
Beyond the sheer arrogance of it. it's also like - who exactly are you calling average, and why?
Now, to be fair, I'd put Mary Earps on roughly the same level as Real Madrid's Misa - make of that what you will - but we need to go more into depth about that comment.
Like, Manchester United's pedigree is ... what, exactly? Like come on now. What have they done? Sit me down, make me a Pumpkin Spice Latte, and tell me - yeah, actually, so I know PSG made it to the UWCL finals twice, made it repeatedly to the quarters and semis, but look, Man Utd just deserve it more. Hear me out, bro. Manchester United sells tickets.
I'm being mean - Skinner didn't bring that last talking point up - but still. He made it seem like Manchester United deserve to be there more than others, and I just don't understand the logic behind it.
Like, convince me that Manchester United deserves a spot more than AS Roma, more than Hacken, more than Real Madrid. They earned their spots by beating the teams in front of them. AS Roma earned it by actually winning their league. So explain to me why Manchester United actually deserves a spot more than them.
I really like - I mean, okay. Can you imagine if, after Lyon had one point after two UWCL games, Bompastor had sat down in a press conference and said, "you know what, Lyon won eight Champions League, we should have an automatic bye to the quarters."
Can you just imagine if Lyon had made that argument? They would have been posibistely crucified, and for really good cause. Your history, no matter how prestigious it is, doesn't mean anything until you rewrite the page. Lyon knows better than anyone you need to earn your pedigree.
And your pedigree, the one that matters - it's not the stadiums you sell out, it's not the Instagram followers, it's the number of trophies in the cabinet.
Lyon has never, not once, demanded that the UWCL be catered to their preferences. Because they know you win the trophies only and I mean only by beating the teams in front of you.
It's the Champions League for a reason. Want to avoid qualifiers and go right into the group stage? Try actually winning a game. And if that's too much. maybe at least have the decency to ask yourself why your ass is getting handed to you by a team who hates TikTok as much as I do.
I really enjoy Chip and Dale’s straight-man-and-goofball dynamic in the 2022 film.
Dale’s vibe is very much, “Rise and shine, sleepyhead! You’ll be late for the next rocket to the moon!” and Chip’s vibe is more like, “He’s never going to get up. He’s got no legs.”
Punisher War Journal #50 (January 1993) by Marvel Comics
Written by Chuck Dixon, Steven Grant, Tony Skinner and Pat Mills, drawn by Mark Texeira, Shawn McManus, Tom Morgan, and Jimmy Palmiotti, cover by Steve Geiger.
Match Review: Manchester United Women 4-0 Tottenham Hotspur Women
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wembley. WEMBLEYYYY WEMBLEYYY...
Ah, what a day out this was. Yours truly was up in the gods at Wembley to see United women win their first ever trophy - and what might be the only Manchester United trophy win at Wembley in my lifetime at this rate... 👀
The first half was a nervy affair, with both sides playing steady and cautious, but United are the better side on paper and were the favourites, and slowly but surely they began to push up the pitch into their favoured high line positioning and dictate the play.
Spurs had a couple of counter attack chances, with one big save from Mary Earps, but it was mostly United's half - albeit with missed chance after missed chance. Typically, with a few minutes left in the first half and nothing happening, I went to the loo and then the bar. Cue Ella Toone hitting an absolute thunderfuck shot into the top corner. SCENES. LIMBS. PANDEMONIUM. All while queuing for a coke. Classic.
The second half was where I expected a bit of managerial tinkering and encouragement. Leah Galton went off early for Melvine Malard (later LG was pictured on crutches) and the floodgates opened.
A 54th minute free kick from deep by captain Katie Zelem saw curving, lofted cross into old reliable Rachel Williams and a header down into the bottom corner. Three minutes later, Spurs keeper Becky Spencer had a moment of madness and passed an easy ball directly into the path of Lucia Garcia who doesn't miss at that range and made it 3-0.
Wembley was bouncing at this point and we're all getting a bit silly in the United end, but Beth England hitting the bar shortly after reminded us that Tottenham weren't entirely out of the contest just yet. Plus, had Grace Clinton not been cup tied... this game could have been a lot different.
That said, Spurs should have been well out of it. Naalsund missed a sitter in the first half, and Malard missed two breaks with a little bit of indecisiveness - maybe rusty? - which left her and fellow sub Nikita Parris both scratching their heads how we hadn't scored.
Naalsund would make amends in the 74th minute with a break from deep into the Spurs box, bringing the ball down for Lucia Garcia to punt home her second and United's fourth to seal the win and the team's first ever trophy.
Ah, now we’re really in the pining. Is there anything pining-er than the title of this song? The person is right there, and you want them, but you CAN’T TOUCH THEM. Or maybe you can, but you don’t know that yet, and you can’t tell if they’re suffering too or if they’re just going along carelessly without any idea what’s happening, happy to have a good friend while you’re dying inside.
To prove the piningness of the song, I’m just going to paste an excerpt of the chorus:
“Untouchable, burning brighter than the sun
And when you're close, I feel like coming undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You got to come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven”
(Honestly, this is most of the lyrics to the song. It’s pretty repetitive–but then, pining is too. No matter what you do and how you try to distract yourself, you keep running up against the same longing and the same impossibility.)
It will probably surprise no one to hear that we have a few more pining-themed songs coming up. This one ended up lower ranked than some of the others, in large part because it just doesn’t have as much content. It does, though, have one very fun extra element: “A million little stars spelling out your name” = soulmate ’verse??
Pairing I’d assign to this song: There’s a sense of distance and awe in this song that feels to me like an age difference. So I’m giving this one to Jeff Skinner and Eric Staal in Jeff’s first year on the Hurricanes. Let’s throw in the soulmate element, too. Jeff joins the team and is totally star-struck by Eric. A few weeks into the season, a soulmate mark shows up on his ribs: a constellation of stars. He’s so excited, thinking this has to mean that Eric is his soulmate. Who else has he met recently who’s affected his life this strongly? But Eric is getting out of a long-term relationship, and Jeff is such a baby, only eighteen years old. Eric would feel like such a creeper hitting on him. So even though he has a matching mark and has his guilty suspicions about who it’s for, he keeps it covered in the locker room and denies it when Jeff asks him. Jeff is devastated: he was so sure it was Eric, but he must have been wrong. He knows he has to move on. But no matter what he tries, he can’t get Eric out of his head. Eric even starts popping up in his dreams, shirtless with a constellation of stars on his ribs. Jeff knows it’s his crush giving him an overactive imagination–Eric wouldn’t have lied to him about his mark, right?–but he can’t stop wanting.
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