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fondlyfervently · 11 months
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no one has ever babygirled so hard. emmy in the babygirl category for phil dunster please. i’ve never seen such staggering achievement in the field.
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trentcrimmisgay · 11 months
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roy “tough love” kent brought jamie “responds positively to roy’s tough love” tartt into the boot room for a private harsh pep talk and jamie just cried. bawled.
all humor of the scene aside: roy talks to him like he usually does, just thinking jamie needed some extra motivation. but baby broke down & instead of just closing off to all emotions like roy usually does, roy HELD HIM WHILE HE CRIED. and asked keeley for help. i can’t stop thinking about it
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madfoxx · 11 months
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“In japanese culture they have a myth where they believe, that all soulmates are connected by an invisible red string, and those strings are attached to each of their little fingers.”
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atorionsbelt · 11 months
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phil dunster talking about filming the mom city boot room scene:
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skeletaltumbleweed · 11 months
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ted lasso refusing to show jamie’s goal and instead staying focussed on his reaction is just so fucking personal as a burnt out gifted kid perfectionist. cause it’s not about the goal, or the win, or his skill, or his talent, or what it means for the team or the game or anything. fuck all of that cause it’s about his joy. what he can do matters jack shit cause it’s about him. fuck how good he is at something what’s important is that he likes doing it, he’s proud of himself.
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sprqpointintern · 11 months
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this episode was just an hour of me crying 😭
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The full circle of the first time Ted substituted Jamie to teach him humility and kindness after a goal and Jamie blowing him off, to Ted waiting to substituting so he can play for himself and succeed, only taking him out once he scored for himself through forgiveness and hard work.
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I'll never be over the fact that after the game in 'mom city' jamie is sitting in the training room looking all tired and sad with his red-rimmed eyes, all alone, and in walks fucking roy and keeley because they want to celebrate with him and they would never leave him alone because they love him
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Jamie didn’t forgive his dad’s abuse; he let go of the control his father has over him: Ted Lasso 3x11
Watched Ted Lasso 3.11 last night, and I really regret going on social media to see peoples’ takes before watching the actual episode. Based on some reactions, I went in scared about how bad they fucked up, and came out bewildered at a general lack of media literacy and bad faith people have in shows they profess to like?? 
Tons of people with more relevant life experience have spoken about the controversial plot line of Jamie “forgiving” his dad, but it truly did not read to me like a story of a victim forgiving an abuser and letting them get away with stuff or even inviting said abuse back in their life. His mom, who had the most significant conversation with him in the episode imo, insists that his dad won’t change and embodies the “fuck him” attitude. 
However, this episode also makes it clear that isn’t working for Jamie! He is constantly affected by the specter of his dad (looking back in the stands over and over, clearly worried about seeing him after a long gap), regardless of his dad actually being there. 
Explicitly, textually, within the show, any forgiveness would be for Jamie, not his dad. But also, nothing in the show indicates that Jamie actually forgives his dad, even after talking to Ted. 
Instead, to me, it reads far more like Jamie letting go of the control his dad has over him, despite not even being present. Before the conversation, the stands are a source of fear and anxiety for him (get Phil Dunster an emmy!!), but not only because the Man City supporters are booing him, but because he connects that to his dad (his mom literally says that his dad will be in the stands booing him, for him, all those Man City fans hating him could camouflage the larger threat of his dad).
After the talk, he taunts the crowd back, essentially letting go of that fear to better heal himself, taking control of a threat that isn’t really a threat at all. He is taking his mother’s advice to let his father out of his life, to stop proving anything to him, to stop setting himself up in opposition of his dad - hence the crucial climax of him making a “selfish”, solo goal, despite that being something his dad would want from him. 
In regards to the text to his dad at the end, it was the most bland text I’ve ever seen. There was no forgiveness or emotion to him hoping his dad would be okay, it’s like a text you sent to an acquaintance from ten years ago because you heard their dog died. Instead, this is also Jame in fact letting go of his anxiety and fear - multiple times, he is anxious *because* the last time he talked to his dad was when his dad showed up unexpectedly in Wembley, and he’s constantly paranoid it will happen again. In my mind, this is Jamie taking control of the situation while being emotionally distant in order to cut that sense of anxiety out and make the first step toward that inevitable meeting again. He is reducing his dad from a terrifying unknown to a situation he starts and can control. 
Because this time Jamie knows he will be able to handle whatever is thrown at him; not because he deserves or accepts abuse but because even if abuse is doled out to him as a result of reaching out, the rest of the episode shows how much love he is surrounded by, how much support. When the announcer says “this must be so meaningful to his family,” it is his mom + stepdad, his coaches, his fans, and his team we see first. His dad is an afterthought (though I think it is completely in character for the “forgive and humanize everyone” show to have his dad also choose to heal - completely separate from Jamie’s own journey or even his knowing.)
And that the direction he has chosen to take is in honor of that love, and for that love of his team and his real family. 
People keep saying he should have cut his dad out entirely, but he is already doing that at the start of the episode, and for this specific person and situation, it isn’t working. It isn’t contributing to his healing process, and it seems kind of one note for everyone to insist that all victims be able to or willing to cut people out of their life. Peoples’ relationships to their abusers is not black and white, which the show has already demonstrated with the fact that Rebecca and Rupert can have good times together while she still has strict boundaries and knows he was and is abusive. 
I thought Jamie’s story was a well done, nuanced take that didn’t give an inch to his father’s previous treatment of him, from Jamie or the people around him. I believe even Ted offers the path of forgiveness because he recognizes Jamie is in a place for it - an emotional place where he has moved beyond anger and spite, and a physical place where his dad doesn’t present physical danger to him. The episode was so sincere in showing how badly his dad’s abuse has hurt and damaged Jamie, and how forgiveness, for him, means choosing to let that relationship stay in the past and move on.  
Respect to everyone’s opinions though!!! I think it’s totally okay to be critical of the show, especially when some story lines are so important and sensitive. I just truly didn’t even see the biggest issue most people have with the plot line, which is a sincere forgiveness of abuse i.e. that the abuse was okay. I definitely also think him blocking his dad would be another way to get control over his anxieties, but not one I think meshes with the tone of the show.  
Anyway, sorry for the rant, but I loved the episode—though I do think next week will rip my heart out. 
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ughhhdavid · 11 months
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But can we talk about "Sleepless in Seattle"? Cuz I'm dying to talk about "Sleepless in Seattle". The movie about a reporter falling in love with a single dad who feels like he can't love again the way he loved his wife? The movie that Ted just had to say finds "superior" to You've Got Mail?
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And can we talk about this quote from the movie? (Where the main character Sam is talking on the phone with a character named DR. Marcia FIELDSTONE???)
"Well, it was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together....
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And I knew it. I knew it the very first time I touched her.
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It was like coming home... Only to no home I'd ever known...
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I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew.
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It was like... Magic. "
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reinvent-and-believe · 5 months
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thinking about how during jamie's breakdown at the press conference in 3x11, roy jumps in to defend jamie against himself with "jamie also led the league in assists this month, so he's done plenty to make his teammates look good" and jamie immediately dismisses it because "yeah but they're the ones who took all the shots."
thinking about how jamie then hurries to denounces the validity of his goal because it was supposed to be a pass, it doesn't count, it's not good enough.
thinking about how jamie ended season 1 getting a boot thrown at his head for an assist that won man city the game. you're better than that, jamie. over an accomplishment, something he should get to be proud of, celebrate.
thinking about how jamie doesn't know why he's freaking out about going to manchester yet james tartt's words are pouring out of his mouth.
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luminarai · 11 months
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me during that ted lasso s3ep11 match
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anakinrights · 2 months
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pov: jamie tartt on instagram live 🫡
video credit: @/werewolffbarmitzvah
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danistartt · 11 months
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Dirty, Dirty Criminals- Jamie Tartt
pairings: jamie tartt x reader, ted lasso, roy kent, the team warnings: spoilers for mom city, james tartt, injury about: a request about reader comforting jamie and a request about reader calming him down!
You’re inside the Man City locker room when Jamie limps inside, pacing the perimeter of the benches. He pauses to watch you in surprise, remembering the enthusiastic glance the two of you had shared just before he’d come in. He should’ve known the strange strain of your smile was worry.
You turn a corner and catch his eye, features brightening, spine straightening. “Jamie,” you say, eyes constellating down his body. They catch on the rise of his right ankle, the way his shoulders lean to the opposite side. Your eyebrows pinch in worry, stepping toward him.
“What’re you doin’ here?” he asks, letting you help him to a bench. You sit him down and fuss at him, a palm over his cheek to catch his eye.
“You were down for a while, Jamie,” you tell him, pushing back stubborn strands of hair. You watch him for a second more before blinking yourself out of it, stepping back to stare at his ankle. “Are you in pain?” Your face contorts. “I don’t… do you want ice? Painkillers?” You hurry to another bench and grab your medical bag. “I have–”
“I’m okay,” he assures, placing a hand against your forearm. “They gave me the good stuff.”
You nod, searching his face. You glance back down. “Are you okay?”
He hesitates then, gaze drifting away from you to a space above the locker room. You soften, the din whirr of the ending buzzer echoing inside. There’s massive cheering that follows thereafter.
“Okay,” you murmur, already foreseeing the entrance of the team. “That’s okay.” You step closer to him and let him hug you, pushing his head against your stomach. You smooth your fingers through his hair and drop a kiss at the part of his forehead you can see, feeling his fingers fist your shirt. He takes in an unsteady breath, pulling you closer.
The pounding of heavy footsteps shakes the ground lightly, and although they’re still a distance away, Jamie separates, his cheeks flushed. You don’t ask again, brushing a thumb along the delicate skin beneath his eyes and pressing a kiss to his lips.
“I’m really proud of you, you know?” you tell him.
He nods. “Thank you.”
Roy comes inside first, glancing around. His features are pulled tightly, a giant grin on his face. The team floods in next, quickly crowding Jamie and you step back to let him celebrate, keeping worried attention on his body language.
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He sits next to you on the bus ride home, absentmindedly playing with your fingers as he chatters with his teammates, and when you arrive at Richmond, he leans against you and holds your hand, watching the rest of the guys pack up as Isaac makes them promise to drink water on their night out. He heads out, clapping Jamie’s hand. 
“Are you guys gonna join us?” he asks.
You glance at Jamie. “Your choice, babe.”
He shakes his head. “Nah. Gotta get this sorted out.” He gestures to his ankle. “But you have fun with your water, yeah?”
Isaac chuckles, saying goodbye to you before he leaves. Cockburn, Bumbercatch, and Colin leave next. You stand to collect Jamie’s things as he says something to Colin and then Dani, stepping in front of him, his bag slung around your shoulder, once everyone is out.
“Let’s go ice that foot. You ready?”
Jamie hesitates, staring down at his lap. “Actually… can we go home? Do it there?”
You cock your head at him but nod. “Yeah. Of course.” Jamie’s jaw twitches, his bottom lip between his teeth. “Do you need help?”
“No, no,” he reassures, but you’re dumping everyone on the ground already, getting his crutches and helping him slide them on his arms. “Thank you,” he says again, laughing lightly.
“We’re gonna ice it on and off for a few hours, okay?” you tell him, pulling him gently to his feet. “I think I have some of those big wrap-around things already ready.”
He nods, features sorry as he watches you pull on his backpack and your bag. “I can carry that.”
“No. You’re injured.”
“Barely,” he scoffs.
“Don’t make it worse,” you say mildly. “I can do it. Let me help you.”
Jamie purses his lips and accepts it, giving his coaches a two-finger salute as you say goodbye before letting you help him out to the car.
The ride is silent the whole way home–at least in terms of Jamie. He reflects on some of the plays of the game and responds to your questions, but the excitement he’d normally have after a match is faded down to something hazier. Sadder.
You heave a big sigh once you’re finally inside your house, carefully wrapping a long ice pack around his injured ankle. His features are pinched, focus on your hands. You stay crouched even after you’re done, watching him stare blankly.
“Jamie,” you start brittly, a hand crawling up to squeeze one of his. He meets your eyes and you ask, gently, “What’s wrong?”
He purses his lips, tilting his chin up. The angle highlights the sunken crescents under his eyes and the soft wobble of his bottom lip when he breathes out.
“Jamie,” you repeat, edging a little desperate. You stand, looping your arms around his neck like you did in the locker room. He hooks his own arms round your waist, fingers brushing against your skin when he twiddles them. He inhales and exhales shakily.
“I don’t think he went today, my dad.” Jamie doesn’t look at you but takes advantage of your proximity. “I’m glad. But I couldn’t stop thinkin’ he’d just… appear. Like he usually does.” 
“He won’t,” you say. “And if he does, you’re not going to be alone. You’re not going to have to deal with him like you’ve had to before.”
Jamie nods, his tongue convexing his cheek. “Coach said I should think about forgivin’ him.” He plays with the end of your shirt. “For me.”
Your breath stutters, the rest of your body struggling to stay neutral. “Is that what you want?”
He takes a moment to respond, thinking it over. “I dunno. He said it wouldn’t be somethin’ for him but it feels a lot like it.”
“You don’t have to forgive him, Jamie,” you assure. His chin bobs in credence, but he hesitates.
“I don’t want to keep feelin’ like this,” he contends, features conflicted. Pleadingly, he looks up at you. “Do you think it would help? To forgive him?”
“I don’t know,” you admit mournfully. “But it’s not about me. Forgiveness is about you. It’s not about absolvement.” You pause. “I feel like that’s not the right word…” You pause for a second, collecting your thoughts. “I know you carry this, this weight around. And it taints a lot of your choices. What I think Ted’s trying to say is more… letting go of that anger--that thing that makes you need to affect your dad--so it isn’t what holds you together, and you can live for you.” 
Jamie swallows, and you can feel his nod against your stomach, the wet warmth that seeps through your blouse. “I don’t want him in my life.”
You nod. Then, plainly: “He doesn’t have to be. Not at all. It doesn’t matter what happens.” Jamie sniffles, nodding.
After a minute, he breathes out shakily, a morose chuckle finally dipping in something lighter. 
You sneak a few fingers along his face and tuck them under his chin, angling it up very tenderly. His face is streaked sparkly, the pad of your thumb rubbing some of its glitter away. “What is it?”
“Nothin’. It’s just, y’know this is the first time in, like, a week I haven’t felt this huge weight on my chest?”
“A week?”
“It left when we went to my mom’s. And then, shwoop. Right back on me ribs a little after.” 
You dwell on this, fingers tracing lazily along Jamie’s face. “What do you think it was?”
He shrugs. “As long as it’s gone.”
You nod, the slants of his features making you change the subject. “How’s your ankle?”
Jamie looks down at it and purses his lips.
“Here.” You back away, urging him to put his foot up on a little mountain of pillows you throw together. “I’ll get you some water and I think we still have some stew in the fridge from a few days ago…”
“Stew?” he repeats, his question at the beginning of being amused. “Babe, I’m not sick.”
When your eyes meet, he can see the little wrinkle between your brows and the way the edges of your eyes downturn.
“C’mere.” He extends his arms out toward you and fixes his lips into a pout. “‘M pretty sure this is what the doctor ordered.”
You lift a brow, something returning to your features. “Is it? I’ve never heard of it.”
He nods suredly. “S’effective, too.” You roll your eyes, your grin rounding your cheeks.
Then, you sit next to him on the couch and turn him around until his head is on your lap. He hums pleasedly, taking your hand between both of his. “You don’t want any food? A movie?”
“I want to not move for a few hours, to be honest.”
“Fair. You get whatever you want today.”
“It’s eleven.”
“And tomorrow.”
Jamie shifts further into you, eyes fluttering shut with a sigh. He doesn’t go to sleep.
You take his hair into your hands again and contemplate. “You did really good today, Jamie. I’m so proud of you.”
One edge of his lips quirks up, his right eye blinking open to take a peek at you. “I did, didn’t I?”
You shake your head in wonder, staring blankly at an empty point on the wall. “You have no idea how excited we all were.”
“I could hear ya cheerin’ me on.”
“Really?” you ask.
“Yeah. Gave me a little boost.”
“Not that you needed it. But happy to help.” You glance at his ankle. “How’s it feeling?”
“It’s not too cold or anythin’.” He looks cheeky. “It’s nice havin’ my girlfriend as my physical therapist.”
“Not yours. Legally. For the whole team. Rebecca says, legally, everyone but you.”
He curls his mouth up and thins his eyes in dissent, making a long, thin noise. “The team ain’t on your thighs, though. I am.” He grins. “You’re takin’ care of me.”
You shake your head. “Off the books.”
“Like a criminal? Like a dirty, dirty criminal?”
“No,” you say in surprise. Then you think. “Kind of.”
Jamie laughs, abandoning the quick, harsh pressures he conducts on the tips of your nails to lock his fingers between yours. “That was my dream when I was a lad, did’ya know?”
“No, it was not,” you scoff.
“Well, it should’ve been.” He watches you laugh, brushing his lips over your fingertips. “‘Cuz this is great.”
You can’t help but agree.
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atorionsbelt · 11 months
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sooo knowing what we know about phil and brett silliness in scenes together on the ted lasso set—
they admittedly can’t get through any scene without laughing and wasting time trying make each other break since for some reason they’re always spaced 🤏 this far apart
they are both unhinged (in a good way) calling roy and jamie lovers / advocating for a love scene unprompted / writing fic(?) / looking for any excuse to push for the lgbt agenda
i wouldn’t be surprised if a huge cut was made from mom city boot room scene purely from how phil would never squander a perfect opportunity to be a menace getting up in brett’s face. the characters fleetingly lip staring on behalf of both of them is clearly a choice made in jest…and indulgent of fans.
lip stare count: jamie (one) roy (THREE)
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AND yes. for fun, i am willing to take this shared intention into account to use as canonical subtext for the scene. as in: both roy and jamie wanted to kiss, would have let each other if either initiated. then the fingers on the face part, who knows how long that took for them to not crack up haha. i have a feeling phil’s cries are partially dubbed over because of that.
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here, i am bestowing the added subtext of roy and jamie wherein roy has completely given in to needy jamie and his spontaneous clingy whims at any particular moment. roy isn’t hesitant over accepting his touch. there are no longer any barriers between them emotionally or physically. their future is limitless. bon appetit.
and @appletv get on that blooper reel asap
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redshoes-blues · 11 months
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HAPPY TED LASSO STILLS DAY!!
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& also a very happy episode being 69 minutes long
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