every week ted lasso is consistently like “the villains are not people they are the constructs, cultures, and mindsets we fall victim to, these intangible villains are not who we are but we also do things we must be held accountable for while under the influence of these antagonistic forces of vengeance and vanity and insecurity and retribution and toxic masculinity and silence and mistrust, and if you break through all of that noise to instead choose radical empathy you will become a fundamentally better and more loving, forgiving, person capable of real happiness. except for rupert. he’s the fucking worst.”
and they’re fucking right.
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I could write whole fucking essays about Ted Lasso’s nuanced exploration of class and masculinity and the myriad ways in which men are socialized to hurt one another through the medium of sport but because I’m lazy as hell I simply present these two screencaps in which the boy who was probably bullied in showers just like this one learns that he was, in this instance, the bully. This is so much more than a pandemic era feel-good comedy, I’m just - yeah. Holy shit.
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Incredible how Ted Lasso lures you into s1 with the false sense of safety of watching a silly little feel-good comedy show about a clueless American and then 3 seasons later hits you like a truck with that silly American crying in front of his mother because he finally recognizes he’s afraid of getting close to his own son because of his abandonment issues after his father’s suicide when he was a child.
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no because jamie wearing sam’s number while playing for england’s national team is so important like he’s come so far from wanting his name on his kit to be bigger to wearing his teammates number instead of his own and also sam breaking out into the biggest grin when he realized jamie was wearing his number was so goddamn cute i cannot see through my tears
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Trent went from being a bully journalist trying to live up to his father's expectations (if we read the show through Lance's backstory), all buttoned up with the armor of professionalism as he tried unsuccessfully to break the new gaffer with embarrassment and shame, to a member of the club himself - not a footballer, but finding his own niche by writing something "deeper" - unguarded in just a t-shirt after a fun night out where he was able to completely be himself with someone who understands the struggle of being a closeted queer man, basking in that acceptance and camaraderie as he sings with the BIGGEST SMILE ON HIS FACE I'M
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jamie + making roy smile over the years
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Honestly - and I freely admit I’m poking the bear here - the finale, and indeed Ted Lasso as a whole, feels like an aspec’s dream. So many shows prioritise romance over everything else, and I am fucking delighted that Ted Lasso never did that.
Rebecca and Ted not together? Keeley, Jamie and Roy love triangle/throuple not resolved? Was Trent ever into Ted? Loose ends are exasperating, sure, but romance was never the point of the show. The point is that the love is there regardless of what form it takes - between Keeley, Jamie and Roy, between Ted and Rebecca, between Nate and Ted, between Beard and Ted, between Trent and the Diamond Dogs, between Nate and the team, between the various Greyhounds, between all these other individuals who’ve been touched by the events at Richmond FC - and that’s always been the freaking point.
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Trent Crimm + man bun -`♡´-
for @thistableforone —
+ bonus
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