#thirsting over a man throwing a football like I’m an American

[enbydindjarin]

I’m not saying I want to be a football buttttt

#oscar isaac #thirsting over a man throwing a football like I’m an American #moonknight bts #moon knight

[come-on-shitty-boys]

Haikyuu But They Don’t Play Volleyball (Captains Edition)

Notes:  I would like to preface this by saying that I haven’t played sportball since middle school and that was uhhhh??? 6 years ago.  I don’t know sports but here we are.

Sawamura Daichi: American Football

He’s the wide receiver.  So, he’s running off down the field to catch passes from the quarterback  At least that’s what Google said idk i hate football

Daichi’s a pretty decent hunk of dude, but he’s not super big either, so offensive where speed and coordination are more important is the better fit for him

But, he’s not the stereotypical dumb jock that everyone associates with football players

He’s super sweet and gets really good grades, likely taking a few honors classes, but not over-working himself.  The boy knows what he can handle academically.

I promise, if you ask him if you can wear his other jersey on Friday to school and to the game?  Oh, he’s a flustered mess.  He doesn’t understand why’d you want to wear it.

I mean, they’re not comfortable and no matter how much you wash them, they always kind of smell like sweat?  But, he likes how you look in it and you always look really happy when you get to wear his jersey.

It looks kind of goofy on you because they weren’t designed for people with, you know, tiddies, and the shoulders don’t fit right either.

But, you don’t care.

You always go get him his favorite snacks and make him a little treat bag every Friday.  He’s a WEENIE for it.  Daichi low-key feels bad because he never gets you anything?  But, sometimes he’ll offer to take you for burgers after the game. football makes him hongry okay

Idk man.  Daichi in football pants definitely hits different in my head.

Oikawa Tooru: Tennis

He’s got some incredible power and would probably be really good at sending the ball where he knows his opponent can’t get to it

Just like in volleyball, Oikawa’s tennis serve is feared.  It’s stupidly fast and he has impeccable aim

Oikawa is definitely behaving just how you would imagine a tennis player to behave.  He’s a little full of himself and probably in the ‘prep’ clique.

He’s not always like that, though, I swear.  It’s more of an act than anything else.  

In the classroom, he’s really studious and always provides insightful answers that most of the others never thought of.

As a boyfriend?  He loves having you at his matches, but Oikawa knows that you find them boring, so he never expects you to show up.

But when you do?  This boy is on his best game just to show you that you’re not here for nothing.

Oikawa will try to teach you how to play and he, honestly, is a pretty good teacher.  He’ll loan you one of his old rackets and just start by lightly hitting the ball back and forth.

Once you get the hang of it?  Tennis dates.

Expect to go with him to the courts at least once a week to play together.  If he can convince some of his teammates, you guys will play doubles.

You two usually lose, but it’s really only because he’s trying to make sure that you’re having fun, so he’ll get to goofing off and completely miss a ball that was coming right to him.

I really just want this boy in white shorts and a teal polo sorry

Kuroo Tetsurou: Basketball

Am I saying this because he’s stupidly long?  Yes, but also, he has really good reflexes as he is, like, the defense king

He plays power forward, so he’s the most versatile tall person on the court.  He’s responsible for rebounding, playing defense, and also racking up easy points.

Kuroo’s really good at zone defenses though.  He’s got long limbs so he covers a lot of space and makes it really hard to get past him has absolutely practically cornered someone against the out-of-bounds line all by himself

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.  Kuroo Tetsurou is a nerd, a dork, a geek, whatever you want to call it.  He’s tutoring the others on the team so they can have a full bench come game time.

During games, he’s so focused that it’s really rare if he actually notices that you’re even there.  

brb gotta simp over the thought of sweaty Kuroo, wiping his face on his jersey as he waits for someone to shoot their free throws 

But, after the game, you’re usually the first person he’s looking for.  Kuroo probably asked that you didn’t hug him, because he was all sweaty and definitely smelled, but when you told him it didn’t matter to you and latched onto him anyway?

*SIMPS*

The two of you will shoot hoops at his house once you’re both done with homework.  He thinks it’s really funny, watching you squeal and struggle to shoot over him as he tries to block you i promise you tried to shoot a basket and he just CAUGHT it

Bokuto Koutarou: Baseball

No, it is not just because I want to see him in baseball pants.  okay maybe just a little

He’s the pitcher and usually mixes between a curve and a fast ball.  

Bokuto is also a really good batter?  Like, he’s got a lot of power and it’s really common for him to hit doubles and triples.

He’s one of the more cool athletes in school.  I wouldn’t necessarily say that he’s popular, but people definitely know who is.  He’s more approachable than a lot of the guys on his team, so people tend to like him more

Sit behind home plate at all of his games, if you can.  It makes baby so happy, seeing your face light up when he strikes out a batter.

He also tries really hard to have good batting form if he knows that you’re watching him idk he thinks he looks good and that his top-notch form will impress you

it all looks the same to you whoops

You have no choice but to hug him after games.  He could be covered in dirt and sweat, but please, please jump into his arms and pepper his face with kisses.

The two of you will be taking a picture and he will be posting it to Instagram and Twitter so the entire world gets to see that his beautiful girl came to support him at his game.

He probably got you a bunch of shirts with his name and number on the back for you to wear.

Always tries really hard to show off for you during games and it makes his coach kind of mad, because he’s gotten out more than once because of it

but he also hits a lot of runners in to score, so it’s a struggle on whether or not bokuto should be made to run poles after the game 

Ushijima Wakatoshi: American Football

He’s a linebacker and a really good one too.

The other schools fear him.  He’s so intense and will take his opponent down without much of a struggle.

But, he’s really quiet off and on the field, which, arguably, makes him scarier.  Like, most of the other guys are talking shit, but then there’s Ushijima and he’s just silent

He doesn’t understand the whole thing about wearing your boyfriend’s football jersey.  “Y/N, it’s not going to fit you.” “’Toshi, please?”

He told you that he didn’t care either way.  You had a couple of sweatshirts with his name on it, so he didn’t understand why you’d want to wear something that was itchy and big, when you could be comfy

But, then he saw it on you and oh. He gets it now. You looked so good walking into school on Friday with his jersey tucked into your jeans.

He’s not one to love PDA, but he’d probably go to meet you when he sees you, just to give you a kiss on the cheek and hold your hand.  

wait oh my god i just got the mental picture of ushi in a football jersey and some dark blue jeans hang on i need water to quench this thirst

Ushijima also doesn’t get why you’re so excited to see him after games, but he’s not going to complain.  He’s absolutely smitten when you pretty much lunge into his arms, telling him how well he played

He’ll thank you and probably start rambling about football things and you have no idea what the hell he’s talking about, but you just stare up at him, nodding occasionally as if you know comprehend what he’s saying.

The two of you will probably sit in the parking lot together for hours, just hanging out in the bed of his truck ushi drives a pick-up truck and I will not believe otherwise

or a prius idk why.  but it’s either a pick-up truck or a prius

Anyway.  I don’t usually simp for Ushi, but uhhhhhh I’m a simp for Ushijima in jeans and a football jersey

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[geekade]

Dear fans, It’s you, not me. Love, Baseball.

Dearest Fans,

There’s been a lot of conjecture over the years as to why I, baseball, am failing, or at the very least falling behind the NFL, the NBA and even NCAA football. There are plenty of reasons the so-called experts have attributed to this. Some are legitimate, others are more speculative, but the pervasive theory, the one that seems to have captured the most attention, even of my own commissioners, is that I am slow. The complaint is that watching me involves too much waiting. There are too many delays. The pace is insufferable, and the lack of action is a boring television experience. As the NBA and NHL seasons are coming to a close, and we are still over a hundred days away from the first kick off of the NFL season, soon all you will be left with is me, baby.

See, here’s the thing. I’ve been around for over a hundred years. Your great grandfather loved me, your granddaddy loved me, you’re old man loved me, and you can love me too, you just haven’t realized it yet. You’re an American, and I know you better than you know yourself. You think you want the NFL, that elusive perfect 10, but she only comes around on the weekends for a few hours. You think you want the NBA, the supermodel that will dance on the tabletops at 2am to shut down the bar, but you realize there are only a few good ones out there, and they live in Oakland and Cleveland. You think you want NCAA football, the sorority girl who is fun, but riddled with scandal and corruption. No, what you really want is me, because I’ll always be there for you. I’m your ride-or die. I’m the t-shirt and jeans, girl next door, She’s All That, who has been there all along. You just need to take off my glasses and let me shake out my hair from under this beat up baseball cap.

I offer you eighty two chances to come see me in your hometown. That’s twice what your hoops team gives you and it’s ten times that of your beloved NFL. I give you the best in-person experience for your money, by far. My parks are unique and interesting and every one is worth visiting. I’m the only girl that can hang with you and your friends on a summer night and kick back with a cold one. For seven months of the year, I’m with you almost nightly.

That’s the other thing. I’m not high maintenance. I don’t need you to babysit me every play like some other sports, but there’s more to me that just those last two exciting minutes, if you know what I mean. Go ahead, get a beer, fire up the grill, play a game of corn hole or horseshoes, I’ll be here when you get back. I’m the soundtrack of your summer. Throw me on the radio during a cook out, or on the beach. My announcers are legendary; you’ll know when something is going down.

Don’t get me wrong, even though I don’t need a lot of attention, I’m deep and interesting and thoughtful. Ever hear of Rotisserie Baseball? Yeah, it's the forefather of your precious Fantasy Football, that crapshoot you donate money to every season. Rotisserie requires real knowledge and strategy, not that auto draft lottery that parades itself as a contest of skill for the NFL season.

Entertainment and pop culture?  Please!  Name me a football or basketball movie that rivals the films on this list.

But maybe I need to stop defending myself. I’ve tried to change for you. I’ve sacrificed my charm and my personality for you. I’ve added your instant replay from football. I’ve added your play clock from the NFL and NBA. I’ve added interleague play to try and entice you. Maybe you just don’t see my value. Maybe you’re bored because you aren’t using your brain enough. You’re so used to watching barbarians smash into one another that you can’t see the subtle chess matches that are entrenched in every at bat. You’re frustration with pitching changes shows your lack of appreciation for how a manager handles his bullpen and the strategy that extends beyond that singular game where moves made tonight have ramifications for the entire week or month. You’re frustration with my umpires shows your willingness to remove layers of intrigue from my games leaving a black and white video game husk in its wake. Your annoyance with the length of my season and the devaluing of individual games speaks to your thirst for parity and randomness to have a factor in crowning champions.

Perhaps instead of trying to fix me, an institution that is woven into the fabric of the American flag, that has history and records, that sparked the imagination of our fathers and father’s fathers, we should fix our society. Learn to look a little deeper, be a little more patient, absorb and soak in events rather than watch them hoping for immediate gratification. Maybe you need to learn about history instead of looking for the next thing all the time.

So that’s it? 

I guess we are done.

Irreconcilable differences for right now? 

You know I’m not giving back that hoodie, right? 

Well, I’ll be here while you sow your wild oats.

I will wait until you grow up and realize you’ve been an idiot,

and like an idiot myself, of course, I’ll take you back.

Love always,

Baseball.

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