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pernillecfcw · 5 months
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MILLIE BRIGHT ON HER 250th APPEARANCE!!!!
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enzo and dibu are more professional than i’d be, if i was playing against my nt teammate i’d be waving and blowing kisses every time they came near me
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liomels · 2 months
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Emiii hi babee
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unforromass · 1 year
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Perdió el Chelsea( otra vez)😠
Pero al menos el Dibu no se comió ningún gol!🙂
Estoy así...
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esportsduniya · 2 months
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Chelsea vs Aston Villa Draw Blanks in FA Cup Thriller - Replay Awaits!
Chelsea vs Aston Villa Draw Blanks in FA Cup Thriller – Replay Awaits! Chelsea vs Aston Villa – Stamford Bridge witnessed a captivating encounter between Chelsea and Aston Villa on Friday night, but neither side could find the net in a goalless FA Cup fourth-round clash. The match showcased tactical astuteness, fierce competition, and moments of brilliance, but ultimately ended in a frustrating…
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xoivo-biz · 1 year
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Nhận Định Trận Aston Villa vs Chelsea 20h00 Ngày 16/10 (NHA 2022/23)
Nhận Định Trận Aston Villa vs Chelsea 20h00 Ngày 16/10 (NHA 2022/23)
The Blue đang thực sự hưng phấn tột độ, Đó là nhờ HLV Graham Potter, Chelsea tận dụng cơ hội ngàn vàng để kéo dài chuỗi trận bất bại lên con số 6 trên sân của Aston Villa. Cùng đón xem trận đấu giữa Aston Villa vs Chelsea sắp tới cùng Xoivo TV nào Soi kèo bóng đá Premier League Aston Villa vs Chelsea 20h00 Ngày 16/10 : Tỷ lệ Châu Á : -0.98 : -0.5 : 0.86. Tỷ lệ Châu Âu : 3.90 : 3.90 : 1.86. Tỷ lệ…
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pernillecfcw · 1 year
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These two today🫶🏻
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canirove · 2 months
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Aston Villa Vs. Chelsea | FA Cup | Post-match interview | 07.02.2024
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wosowrites · 1 year
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Running out of Time (Jessie Fleming x Reader)
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Warnings: none
A/N: Based of a request:
Prompt: after coming back from injury, reader isn’t being played at Chelsea. So, Jessie comforts her and helps her get to her best again to be played. Btw, i absolutely love Emma Hayes, but for the sake of this story I had to write her out as being the bad guy.
It had been two months since you came back from a broken leg. You had worked your ass off to get back on the field. But in the two months since you came back, you were riding the bench. You had been subbed on most games, but you weren’t performing how you wanted too. This caught up to you during one game against Aston Villa.
Chelsea was winning 3-0 in the 75th minute, so Emma decided to sub off Erin for next weeks important London derby vs Arsenal. You came on to the loud cheers of the blues at Kingsmeadow. The fans loved you, you were sweet, ballsy, talented, and they were unhappy with Emma for not playing you. If the lineup was decided by popularity, you would start every game. But football wasn’t a popularity contest.
You played fine. Made good plays that sadly led to nothing, shot the ball wide, over, and once off the crossbar.
In the 89th minute, you were making a perfect run, but Rachel Daly clipped your ankles just outside the box, playing it off as being the ball. The referee was oblivious.
You fell to the ground, staying down a bit. Not in physical pain, no, all your pain was mental. You stood up, tears filling your eyes as you tried to stay strong. Guro tapped you on the back, seeing your pain and telling you to keep her head high. You briefly caught the eye of Jessie Fleming, who had been subbed off just under four minutes ago.
The final whistle blew a minute later, no extra time needed. You crouched down to the ground, finally letting out the tears you were holding in. You were so tired. So tired of trying so hard to channel the pre-injury you, but you couldn’t. You leaned on your hands, sobbing quietly. You felt people surround you, your team as well as opponents.
You weren’t down long, standing up a minute later and wiping your eyes with your shirt. You pulled the blue jersey you were so proud to wear and covered your face with it. Feeling a few people patting your back and congratulating you. The only voice that pulled you out of your internal misery, was the one of Jessie Fleming.
You had something going on between you, but you were both shy, busy, and blooming young players who weren’t preoccupied about relationships at the moment.
"I know that you don’t want to hear how good you did so just wipe your tears and come here." Jessie said to you softly, you looked at her slowly, your cheeks wet with tears. She took the sleeve of her puffy coat and wiped it over your cheeks, proceeding by bringing you into a hug.
Emma tried to come over, but Jessie waved her off gently.
Eventually, you all made it into the changing room where the team was buzzing about the win. You weren’t. You felt numb as you sat at your cubby. Exasperated.
Magda was giving a speech, hyping up the girls for their amazing performances, but you couldn’t listen. You got up quickly, a few people looking at you because of your sudden movement.
You rushed past Magda, tears welling again. "Keep going. Sorry." You mumbled to her softly.
You hurried out the room and back onto the pitch, making sure everyone was gone before entering the actual field. Everyone was, and you kept your walk focused on entering the middle of the pitch. Once there, you sat down on the ground and stared up at the night sky. You then laid down, feeling the wet grass on your back. Flipping over onto your stomach, and burying your face into the ground, you let out a scream.
"Y/n…?" A small voice said, causing you to swiftly flip back onto your back and stare up at the person. "Jessie. Shit you scared me." You told her, putting your arms above your head and interlocking your fingers.
"I scared you? You scared me. What’s going on? I mean. I think I know but… i want to hear you say it." Jessie said to you, lying down beside you.
You thought for a second, wondering if you wanted to confide in the freckled canadian. You knew your voice would break the second you started talking. But you spoke up anyways.
"Jessie… i’m so tired. I’m tired of staying thirty minutes after training and eating extra healthy, and putting in extra shifts at the weight room. I’m tired of working my ass off just to be put on that field late, and to have my confidence trampled by Emma." You said, your voice was shaky, and tear filled.
"Y/n… you are an incredibly talented player who has an incredibly shitty thing happen to them. And now you’re having trouble finding your footing. It happens. And honestly, Emma should be playing you. It’s bullshit. But you have to keep pushing." Jessie told you, turning to her side and propping herself up on her forearm to look at you.
You felt her eyes on you, you liked her eyes on you. She reached over and softly wiped a piece of grass from your forehead, your touch sent shivers down your spine.
"I’ve gotten contract offers from Manchester United and Manchester City. They guarantee me as a starter." You said softly. Your voice shaky, now from the contact Jessie had with your skin more than anything. "You don’t want that, do you?" Jessie said confidently.
You turned your head to look at her, looking from her eyes, to her lips, and back again.
"Your right. I don’t want that. I want to be at Chelsea, with you." You told her, eye contact never breaking. You left Jessie no time to answer. Quickly, you had flipped yourself on top of her, using the weight of your body to push her into the grass. You looked at each other for a few seconds until Jessie craned her neck to kiss you.
You made out for minutes, stopping ever so often to breathe, but mostly, you were attacking each others lips, and exploring each bothers bodies.
"Uhm… guys?" A voice said, a voice that wasn’t yours or Jessie.
You quickly jumped off of Jessie, launching yourself away from her and then wiping down your kit. Jessie did the same, standing awkwardly behind you. "Sorry… it’s just… the bus is leaving soon. Like, now actually." Magda said.
"Uh- yeah, we- okay let’s go." You said swiftly, walking quickly towards Magda. When you reached her, she slung an arm around you. "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone." Magda said. "You won’t tell anyone other than P," you corrected her. "Yeah." She winked.
A week later.
Every day since yours and Jessie’s on field moment, you had been slipping each other fleeted touches and looks, and Jessie, all though she wouldn’t say it, had taken it upon herself to get you back to your starting 11 position. She stayed with you after training, ate the same things you did, and was always cheering you on loudly at practice.
And it was paying off. You were scoring like crazy in practice, defending and making perfectly timed tackles all the time. You were playing like you did before your injury. So when the week of the game against Arsenal came, and Emma announced the starting lineup. You felt like crying all over again. You were riding the bench once more.
When Emma told the team the lineup, you could visibly see the looks of shock on their face, everyone had noticed your efforts in training, and how strong you were being.
Amongst the shocked faces, one stood out. Jessie’s face was not painted with the same shock as her teammates, it was painted with anger. She was starting the game, having been starting a lot due to Pernille’s injury.
"Okay, let’s get em girls!" Emma said, clapping her hands together and walking out the field.
You, along with the other people riding the bench walked out first to claps from the field, and you even heard a few confused murmurs from the Arsenal bench. They were expecting you to start, having seen your performance in training from Chelsea’s training clips.
The game started, and right away the pressure was insane from both sides. Every single time Sam or Lauren managed to get into the box, it was as though Leah Williamson appeared out of nowhere to take the ball. And every time Katie Mccabe or Stina Blackstinius got close to the net, Magda or Kadeisha would come in with a perfect tackle.
It was only the 11th minute of the game when Fran went down in the midfield after a rather tough tackle from Katie, earning the gunners a yellow. Fran was holding her ankle, not looking as though she was getting any better as the medics examined her.
"Y/n!" Emma’s voice called over. You stood up quickly, your shin pads were on, your cleats were tied, your hair was done, you were ready to go. "How do you feel about playing attacking midfielder?" She asked, putting her arm around your shoulder and looking at you. "I feel great about it. Put me on." You told her.
It was true, you were a defensive mid, and preferred it, but at this point, you just needed game time and an opportunity to prove yourself. So, the fourth official held up his panel where your number 18 in green was displayed in green, and Fran’s number 14 in red. You ran onto the field the second Fran was off, giving her a little tap on the back. The blues close to you high fived you and you set yourself up in the outside of the box for the free kick.
Kadeisha and Magda were standing over the ball, deciding who to take it. Eventually, Kadeisha walked over to it, acting as though she was going to adjust the ball, giving Magda the perfect opportunity to kick it into the box. You saw the ball come to you, it went just over your head. You dove sideways, your head connecting with the ball before you fell to the ground.
Kingsmeadow erupted in cheers. You stood up swiftly, running to the corner and sliding on your knees, soon tackled by Sam, Magda, Keish, Lauren, Millie and Jessie. "That’s our girl!" Millie yelled, hugging you.
You laughed of joy as you ran back to your half.
The first half ended 1-0, but you were thirsty for more. In the 60th minute, Jessie sent Sam the most beautiful ball through. It split Leah Williamson and Rafaelle Souza, giving the striker the perfect opportunity to turn on her jets. Sam got to the ball, Lauren and Guro running down both her wings, you running behind her. Sam was running out of time and shot the ball just outside of the box.
It hit the post and went bouncing back out onto the field, right where you were. You don’t know what came over you, but you dove head first into the ball, sending it into the back of the net.
Sam rushed over to you, helping you up and spinning you around. Your team celebrated with you, and when everyone was breaking apart, Jessie whispered to you "that’ll show Emma."
90th minute anxiety was creeping up the backs of the gunners. But you were calm and collected. That is, until Steph lost her temper in the Arsenals box and sent Jessie flying forward with a push in the back. "Hey! What the hell!?" You yelled, leaving your spot and rushing over to Jessie who was getting up. "Y/n don’t argue." Jessie said, getting up. "Why the hell not?"
And then you noticed that the stadium was cheering, and that the referee was pointing towards the penalty area. The team in red tried to argue, but it was no use.
"Get your hat trick, y/n." Jessie said, handing you the ball.
Guro usually took pens, it was her speciality. You looked over at her, but she nodded to you. You placed the ball on the spot, took a deep breath and waited for the whistle.
When it blew, you ran to the ball slowly, faked left, and shot it in a panenka right down the middle.
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cyogs · 2 months
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BEN CHILWELL - aston villa vs chelsea (7 february, 2024) / 📸 Darren Walsh, Catherine Ivil, Adrian Dennis
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chilwelll · 6 months
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BEN CHILWELL - chelsea vs aston villa (24 september, 2923)
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Ben Chilwell during Chelsea vs Aston Villa, 26 January 2024
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julianalvarez9 · 1 year
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EMILIANO MARTÍNEZ & KEPA ARRIZABALAGA - Chelsea FC vs Aston Villa - April 01, 2023. (Photo by Chris Lee)
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cloudsspoke · 9 months
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¿La Scaloneta? Una poesía muy buena ~
Some heated, hilarious, and heartwarming moments when the boys meet each other as a rival ⚔️
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↳ Previously on “¿La Scaloneta? Una familia (part 1)”
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Nico: No estaría mal que Leo se coma una patadita Caro: NOOOO
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Le dije que no se tenía que enojar porque fue todo pelota. Después se reía porque sabe que se tiró al pedo. Tenemos una gran relación con Ale, son cosas del Partido y quedan ahí - Cuti Romero's interview with Sofi Martinez
↳ Context: Mac was actually upset that Brighton lost because he felt injustice from the Ref’s decision
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🔴 Enzo (Benfica) vs Messi (PSG): two legs UCL game all draw, vs Di Maria-Paredes (Juventus): two legs UCL game all won
🔵 Meanwhile, Chelsea’s Enzo vs Cuti – Licha-Garnacho – Julian – Mac Allister – Dibu: all LOSE 😭
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Sad to know we don’t get to see Cuti vs Licha during the Spurs clash against United because of Licha’s injury, but at least we get to see Juli-Enzo together once again 💕
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FROM THIS >>>> TO THIS
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I'm not crying, you are :')
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🟥 El Huevo got a red card that prevented him from playing in the Final match
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The hard pill from having “The All-Argentinian Final” 😔
The more (Muchachos play in the same team), the better 💕
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⚽ Molina dedicated his goal to Angelito Correa (who missed the game due to the death of his beloved Mother)
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Is this even legal to have 5 Argentines in 1 club 😭😭
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Lisandro Martinez es como mi padre - Garnacho on MUTV
In September, if all is well and Ten Haag is nice to us, let’s hope to see these two together play for Argentina, as what a stroke of bad luck that we had when in March it was Garnacho who couldn’t join the squad during the 1st FMD, and last month we missed Licha when Garnacho made his debut 😩
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⚫⚪ Being Juventini for 20 years I’m happy both of them left the club, especially after Juventus’ point deduction that made them couldn’t participate in any Europe competition. And although to me they playing there is like a failed project aka wrong decision, at least I got to see Di Maria scored a hattrick (Sofascore rating solid perfect 10) and Paredes also got MOTM with his superb free kick goal (against Lecce) ⚽
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2022/2023 Season wrap-up:
CONGRATULATIONS:
Lautaro & Tucu for winning Super Coppa and Coppa Italia 2022-23 (Lautaro scored in both final matches) 🏆🏆
Licha & Garnacho for winning Carabao Cup 2022-23 🏆
Messi for winning Ligue1 2022-23 🏆
Gio Simone for winning Serie A 2022-23 🏆
Otamendi for winning La Primeira Liga 2022-23 🏆
Montiel, Acuña, Papu, Lamela, & Ocampos for Winning UEL 2022-23 🏆
Manu Lanzini for winning UECL 2022-23 🏆
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↳ Not to mention Brighton & Hove Albion who finished #6 which makes them qualified for UEL Group Stage 👏 and Aston Villa (#7) who for the 1st time in 12 years have qualified for European competition (UECL Qualifier) 👏
Finally and above all, triple applause for ‘La Araña que pica’ Julian for winning the Treble [EPL-FA Cup-UCL] with City 🏆🏆🏆
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📌 Honorable mention from me goes to Facu Medina:
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MAN IS ON A MISSION 🤭
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We were talking, you know what Leo is as a person and as a player. To be honest, I congratulated him and thanked him for the World Cup - Facu Medina on his chat with Messi after the game @ SC_ESPN
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👋 if you enjoy reading this post you can also click here to similar posts I have already made:
(1) Little Things I Love from La Scaloneta
(2) Hilarious & Heartwarming stories about La Scaloneta
(3) Crackhead Muchachos
(4) Full thread about AFA's Tournament de Truco
(5) Full thread about Players' room arrangement (¿Quién duerme con quién?) + more gifs about Messi and the gang
Coming up next: Argentina FMD + Holiday picts, stay tuned 😉
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