#c. pulisic

[sportswriters]

sportswriters' football recommendations list

first of all, we love lists. second of all, we appreciate everyone who takes their time to put these works together, so we decided to do our own recommendation post. at last, these authors deserve all the love, we keep coming back to the space you created in this mess of a world. thank you, truly.

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LAST UPDATE: 10/04/2024

guidelines | a: angst, f: fluff, s: smut, c: comedy, 💗: personal favorite

mason mount

yours for the night by @carlottawllms | a, f | friends to lovers

because i love you by @carlottawllms | a, f, s | friends with benefits

on the verge of goodbye by @carlottawllms | a, f | established relationship

a mountain to climb (masterpost 1, masterpost 2) by @mountttmase | a, f, s | series

i'll fix this by @mountttmase | a, f | dad!mason

damage is done by @mountttmase | a, f | established relationship

cold hands, cold heart by @mountttmase | a, f | established relationship

are we okay? by @mountttmase | a, f | friends to lovers

you deserve better by @tsimvkas | a, f | established relationship

bad idea, right? by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media, summer love

christmas miracle by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

can't choose ft. christian pulisic by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

dominik szoboszlai

hand holding during sex with dominik szoboszlai by @formulalfc | s, f | established relationship

calling him to pick you up with dominik szoboszlai by @yungbludz | f | situationship

new mate with dominik szoboszlai by @photmath | a, f | friends to lovers(?)

heungmin son

i'm not sick with heungmin son by @itsabitcloudy | f | established relationship

sleepy sonny with heungmin son by @itsabitcloudy | f | established relationship

jude bellingham

just a fan by @kobbiesmainoo | a | established relationship

joão félix

his best friend ft. kai havertz by @yungbludz | s | threesome

smitten by @julianalvarez9 | f | established relationship

i mean it by @yungbludz | s | casual sex

kai havertz

national day by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media, established relationship

adoption by @gagaslonina | f | established relationship

the way i loved you by @gagaslonina | f | established relationship

amnesia by @gagaslonina | a | established relationship

pablo gavi

valentine's day through the years by @spidybaby | f | established relationship

you're losing me by @leilakisakabiri | a, f | established relationship

surprise by @leilakisakabiri | f | established relationship

opposites attract by @808heartz | f | social media

spanish boy by @leilakisakabiri | f | established relationship

liar, liar by @leilakisakabiri | a, f | established relationship

comfort zone by @pedriscroquettes | a, f | academic rivals

antoine griezmann

i feel it coming by @yungbludz | s, a | established relationship

persuade daddy by @footballxixstars | f | dad!griezmann

rúben dias

3 am by @yungbludz | a | exes to lovers(?)

9 am by @yungbludz | s, a | exes to lovers(?)

appreciation post by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

with you by @coolemmasulivan | a, f | brother's best friend | part 2

teasing for two by @rubenfinity | f | brother's best friend

platonic lies by @mountsmason | a, f | pining, friends to lovers

guardiola!reader by @oh-saints | s | enemies to lovers

a boy on a mission by @natwrites08 | f | dad!rúben

julián álvarez

yellow by @julianalvarez9 | f | strangers to (?)

nhl recs list | list of players we write with | masterlist (soon!)

[captainpulisic]

is it cool that I said all that? - c. pulisic

this is me manifesting reputation tv + this is an old draft I just finished up so it takes place abt a year ago when they were all still at chelsea

wc: 1.7 k , gif credits to to owner

it was routine at this point. and very frustrating for everyone that had to bear witness to the shameless flirting you and christian participated in every time your paths crossed. 

it had started with occasionally bumping into each other at parties- you ran in the same circles, it was bound to happen. you’d spend the whole night tucked away in a corner, whispering and lightly brushing against each other. any girls vying for his attention that night were fighting a losing battle, christian too enraptured with refilling your drink and getting to know every detail about you. countless times girls had come up to the two of you, keen on winning his attention and luring him away, only to roll their eyes and stomp away when he paid them no mind. he never even noticed, too caught up in whatever you were saying, his pinky brushing against your hand. 

all his teammates would laugh at how he’d always been reluctant to come to these parties, yet having found you, was now the first to show up. he now spent the weekdays waiting for the weekend, counting the minutes until he’d see your warm eyes and bright smile. but it never amounted to anything more, both of you too shy to make a move. when the night would wind down and the party would clear up, you’d smile and bid farewell until the next party. 

when this became too tedious and christian too desperate to see you again, he decided to man up and be the one to dm you. enough was enough and he wasn’t going to get by on biweekly encounters and social media stalking you on the daily. from there, a streak of flirty messages and late night talking began. yet, again, nothing more came from it.

“just man up and ask her out,” ben bugged at him- having caught christian smiling down at his phone too many times.

one night, after a day of nonstop texting (yes, he had upgraded from dms to getting your number), you had let it slip that you’d never been to a match since relocating to london. you’d been eager to go but had never had a good enough push to actually do it. instantly he had invited you to the next match at the bridge, swearing it'd be a worthwhile experience.

it’s a date, christian replied and you both went to sleep that night with stupid grins. 

fast forward a week later, the day of the match, and you’d spent the morning jumpy with nerves. was it really a date or had he just called it one in the midst of the moment? what if it was like a friend date? cue the nerves amping up. 

your knees felt a little woozy when you recalled the phone call just last night (yes, phone calls between the two of you were a thing now, too). you’d stay up well into morning hours, talking on the phone, him recounting training days and you complaining about uni work. before hanging up, he softly said through the receiver, “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” 

and christian had stuck true to his word, the match and experience as surreal as you had hoped. the rut chelsea had been in recently was irrelevant, them managing to actually win the match- the first win in weeks. you were quite embarrassed at how you spent the entire time fawning over christian. seeing him play, all in his element, left you with heated cheeks and a thumping heart.  

after the game, you follow the instructions he had left for you to find your way down to him. after twists and turns in tunnels and important looking halls, you’d found the outside of the locker room. politely smiling at some girls you’d recognized from the parties, you hung in the back, nerves of seeing christian began bubbling inside of you. as players filed out, one by one, each greeted their waiting girlfriends and invitees. every guy out was one step closer to finally seeing him. 

after what seemed like an eternity, there he was. catching eyes at the same time, his handsome face broke into a smile, managing to tug at every one of your heartstrings. in few strides, he’s standing in front of you, his hand stretched out for you. pulling you to the far side of the room, to a hidden nook, you’re away from the eyes and ear of everyone else there. 

“hi,” looking down at you. “thank you for coming.” 

mirroring his lovesick smile, “of course. I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.” 

neither you nor christian remark on the fact that he hadn’t let go of your hand yet. and his brown eyes are staring intently into yours as he gives your hand a squeeze, “what did you think? was it everything you expected?”

“yeah, it was amazing.” you breathe out, trying hard to fight the smile on your face. you’re sure it looks quite silly, both of you with reddened cheeks and shy laughter. making yourself admit to him, “you were amazing.”

this causes christian to beam, his smile getting even wider (as if it were any more possible). he’s unsure of what to say, of what to do. 

he wants to play the modest role and say that he was just doing his job, it was a team effort. he also wants to tell you that he had been trying to show off, well aware that you were somewhere in the stands watching him. he wants to tell you that he hardly slept last night, too nervous over the idea of seeing you today. he also wanted to tell you that you’re always in his head, consuming all his thoughts. or, maybe, he just wants to kiss you. yes, he could tell you all that stuff some other day. right now, all he wants to do is kiss your pretty face and never stop. 

he takes this time to really look you over. from the minute he stepped out of the locker room and spotted you, he hadn’t lost you from his sight. travelling from your eyes to the slope of your nose and down to your lips, he couldn’t get enough of you. 

and from there, is where his attention was brought to the blue fabric around your neck. gaze going down, for the first time, he notices that you’re wearing a chelsea jersey. christian chastises himself, too caught up in her pretty face that you hadn’t seen what she was wearing, idiot? 

his unoccupied hand reaches to touch the part of the shirt closest to your neck. that color blue looked so lovely on you. it’s more of a whisper to himself, “I didn’t know you had a jersey.”

“well I didn’t,” it’s now your turn to beam. too caught up basking in his presence, you'd forgotten all about your little prematch endeavour. you were half nervous he wouldn’t care but half excited that maybe he’d love it. “but I got here early and decided to look around the store. I found something I really liked and had to buy, yanno?” 

ignoring his furrowed brow and confused stare, you let go of his hand to turn around. your back facing him, christian is met with a neatly stitched ‘10’ and ‘pulisic’. 

“you bought my jersey?” he’s dumbfounded, all he can do is stare at his name and number sprawled on your back. finding your hand again, he turns you face to face, again. christian was unsure of what to say, too many emotions going through his head and heart. “I coulda gotten you one for free, you didn’t have to spend your money on it.” 

shaking your head, “nuh-uh, do you know how cool I felt going up to the register with your jersey? the lady working even asked if you were my favorite player.” 

“yeah?” christian felt the two of you getting closer with every word said. as if there was some sort of magnetic force pushing you together, there were only mere inches separating you guys. one hand still holding yours, he let the other settle on your waist. it felt electric, it felt right. his mind flashed with the image of his name on your back, something possessive being awoken in him. “and what did you tell her?”

you pause for a moment, putting on your best poker face. in your most serious voice, “told her no. that mason mounts jersey was sold out so I had to settle for yours.”

instantly his smile drops and there’s a pinch to your hip where some skin was exposed. when did his hand get there? a pout on his lips, “you’re terrible. that was-” 

“a joke,” now you leave a pinch on his cheek. a slight scoff and a glance towards mason on the other side of the room, “mason couldn’t pay me all the money in the world to wear his jersey.” 

“good.” still pouting, he gets even closer with every word. being this close to him, you’re able to count every freckle on his cheeks and the stars in his eyes. both hands on your hips now, “because I don’t wanna share.” 

“well lucky for you, pulisic,” another inch closer, “I don’t want to be shared.” 

lips practically touching, your hands reach to cup his face. from there, you pull him down as you go up on your tiptoes. everything else seemed to fade out as your lips moved together. no rush or urgency, just softness and words unspoken. who needed words? words and confessions could be said later. 

too lost in each other, the two of you were unaware of mason and bens nosey stares. shaking his head at the scene in front of them, ben holds his hand out. “alright, he finally made his move and they’re snogging. pay up.”

“no way!” mason scoffs, “the bet was that he had to make the first move. she practically jumped his bones.”

“bloody specifics,” ben mutters as he opens his wallet and hands mason the 200 (unjustly, in his opinion) owed pounds. 

what? if they had to suffer and watch two idiots fail to flirt, they were going to make some money out of it.

just wanted to post something before the semester started and i got swamped w schoolwork :) like always, feedback is really appreciated, thank you!

[riahollywood]

nsfw alphabet | christian pulisic

notes: lots of smut as the title suggests!! this was fun. 🤭

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A= aftercare, post sex christian is an absolute sweetheart. he loves to praise you, telling you how proud he is of you, particularly if he went rougher than usual or if you tried something new. lots of ‘my good girl, you did so well for me’ and ‘so proud of you, sweetheart’. be prepared for lots of cuddles and kisses to your forehead as you lay on his chest and he runs his fingers through your hair. he always wants to clean you up, either by showering together and washing you clean with his hands, running you a bubble bath or, those times when you’re too tired to move, leaving you to lay there as he cleans you up with a damp cloth before tucking you under the covers so you don’t have to move at all

B = body part, his hands are his favourite body part on himself, knowing they’re so much bigger than yours and how you go insane when his long fingers get to work on you. he loves feeling you clentch so tightly around them to the point where he’s so hard he has to replace them with his cock.

his favourite body part on you is your bum. christian is a big ass guy, constantly slipping a hand in your pocket when you’re wearing jeans. when you go out for the evening in a tight dress he can’t keep his eyes off of it, constantly having a hand on your bum when you’re walking together

C = cum, the first time you tell him you want to ditch the condoms, that you want to feel all of him, he would go absolutely feral. christian would love the idea of filling you up (breeding kink but we’ll come into that later), he loves slowly pulling out of you and watching as some of his cum trickles out, using his fingers to fuck it back into you. if it’s not inside you, he loves coming anywhere you’ll let him on your body, his way of marking you as his

D = dirty secret, when christian is away on international duty, you love sending dirty pictures to each other. the first time he had to leave you for two weeks you found yourself missing his touch and so decided to test the waters and send him a picture of you in his favourite red, lacey lingerie set. it ended with christian straight on the phone to you, talking you through step by step what he would do if he was there with you, guiding you through as you touched yourself, imaging it was his fingers. from there the pair of you send each other naughty pictures all the time. due to the time difference, you’d find yourself blushing at work as you tried to concentrate after receiving a picture from christian with a message saying how much he wishes the fist wrapped around his cock was your pretty hand instead

E = experience, christian is very experienced and so definitely knows how to have you squirming. saying that, he enjoys trying new things with you, focusing on your body’s reaction as you discover new kinks and pleasures together

F = favourite position, doggy. christian loves the dominance this position gives him, having full control and just making you take it as he slams into you. when it gets too much and you’re buried face down in the sheets, he likes to lean in and whisper dirty things in your ear that only makes you clentch even tighter around him as he repeatedly hits your sweet spot, chuckling to himself when you just whimper in response because you’re just so lost in pleasure to form any coherent words. also loves to give your ass a smack when he’s in a particularly rough mood 🤭

missionary is another favourite of his as again it allows him to be in charge and control the pace. he loves the intimacy of the position on those days where he’s feeling a little softer. likes to hook one of your legs up his back, allowing him to watch as his cock slips in and out of you, loving the soft moans that leave your mouth with every one of his thrusts. he also loves to look into your eyes as he moves between your legs, telling you how much he adores you 🥺 “keep your eyes on me, sweetheart” and “need to see my baby’s pretty eyes when she comes all over my cock”

G = goofy, this depends on the mood. most of the time he’s serious as he wants to dominate you and have you fully under his control, but sometimes, say you’ve both been out for drinks and are a lilll tipsy, he’s struggling to undo the button on his jeans or the clasp on your bra and you’re both giggling in between kisses as you fumble about, enjoying the realness of the situation

H = hair, he keeps it pretty neat and tidy but never bare as he knows how much you love kissing down the little bit of hair down to his cock. also stops shaving his chest hair once you tell him how much you love it 🤭

I = intimacy, he can be rough but he can also be very romantic, it all depends on the situation. those times where he’s about to go away or he’s just got home, he takes his time loving you, kissing every inch of your body, telling you how beautiful he thinks you are, fully focused on your pleasure and making you feel so good

J = jack off, uhhh this is just so hot. he’s away on international duty and due to the time difference he knows it’s like 5am back at home and he doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. instead he’s scrolling through his camera roll to find the pictures he has tucked away, jacking off to the snaps you had sent him of you in your pretty lingerie. definitely records little videos of him getting himself off to send to you later because he knows how much you love hearing him whimpering and moaning your name as he gets himself off 🤭

K = kink,

- praise kink. he’s constantly praising you, telling you what a good girl you are as you take his cock to the back of your throat and your eyes start to water. also likes to tell you what a good job you’re doing when he bottoms out inside you, especially when it’s the first time or when you’ve not done it in a lil while and you’re not used to the size of him

- breeding kink. he loves the idea of filling you up with his cum. the idea of you full with his seed sends him feral, telling you how much he loves you and how he wants to get you pregnant

- a sprinkle of degrading. when fucking you over the kitchen island one night the words left this mouth before he could give them a second thought and before he knew it he was calling you his slut. immediately going to apologise, he was taken by surprise when instead you clentched even tighter around his cock and a moan left your mouth at his dirty words. since then. when you’re chocking on his cock or struggling to string a sentence together whilst he’s buried inside you, he loves calling you his slut, his whore, telling you you were made for him and how he’s absolutely ruined you for anyone else

- overall he just really likes to be dominant and a lil dirty but nothing too extreme. he likes to wrap his hand around your neck, enjoying seeing your head thrown back in pleasure. one time he let some spit fall onto your pussy and you practically squirmed in pleasure, it turning you on so much. since then he loves it when you stick your tongue out for him to drop his saliva onto it, always calling you his good girl and stroking your hair in praise when you swallow for him 😵‍💫

L = location, anywhere at home. being in the public eye, christian isn’t into anything too risky. he prefers to keep your relations private and if he needs to he will just drag you home to have at it with you. maybe you’ve worn something particularly short and it’s driving him crazy seeing men starring at you as you dance away. he drags you home and is quick to bend you over the bathroom sink or the kitchen island, showing you who you belong to

M = motivation, christian loves when you’re vocal, if you’re just making out and little moans leave your mouth he feels his cock getting harder by the second and he’s soon ready to rip your clothes off and have you moaning his name

N = no, he would never want to share you with anyone else. he got angry just seeing men trying to flirt with you, even though you were always quick to turn them down and tell them you had a boyfriend

O = oral, christian lovesss going down on his girl and i will die on this hill. all he wants is you to feel good and knowing he’s the one doing that, his face between your legs as you tug at his curls and softly moan his name, yeah he loves that shit 🤭 he’s definitely found himself coming in his pants whilst eating you out, just tasting you and having you pull his hair is enough for him 😵‍💫 seeing him desperately grinding at the mattress as his tongue works you would be enough to push you over the edge too

P = pace, again it depends on the mood. if he’s had a shit day at training or he’s not happy with his performance after a big game he’ll definitely take it out on you, fucking you so rough and hard, his fingers are grabbing at your skin so hard you know you’re going to have bruises tomorrow but you don’t care, his hips slamming into yours till you’re crying his name

Q = quickie, he’s not a fan. he likes to take his time with you to make sure he has you feeling good, always wanting you to make you come at least twice before he does

R = risk, you guys aren’t into risking getting caught. christian would much rather his friends think you’re an innocent angel, so much so that when he turns up to training one morning with scratches and nail marks all down his back, his teammates are teasing him straight away about how his girl isn’t as shy and innocent as she comes across

S = stamina, he’s a professional athlete sooo he can go all night. 🤭 you’re definitely the one who gets tired first. you’ve already gone 2 rounds and you’re riding him and your thighs start aching, he gently rubs at them, soothing you and telling you words of encouragement, “come on, baby, gonna make me come again, princess?” and you whine because you want to carry on but your legs just hurt so much so christian ends up flipping you over and fucking you so hard and deep till you’re coming undone around him yet again

T = toys, yes yes yes. christian surprised you with a toy for when he was away. you weren’t too sure at first, telling him there was no point as it wouldn’t feel as good as him but in the end you gave in. the first time he wants to show you how to use it so he has you sat with your back against his chest, in between his open legs infront of your mirror as he uses the toy on you. he starts by teasing your clit with it before sliding it in, gradually increasing its pace till he’s moving it in and out of you at a similar pace he would do with his cock, angling it to show you how to hit your sweet spot each time when he’s away and can’t do it for you. would lead to lots of sexy facetime calls of him getting off to you using it on yourself, both of you imagining it was his cock

U = unfair, he’s suchhh a tease. loves to stop at the crutial moment when you’re about to cum. teasing you, changing up the position or asking you to beg for it if you wanna cum

V = volume, hes super vocal, whether it’s little whimpers leaving his mouth when you’ve got him deep in your mouth or he’s groaning in your ear as your walls squeeze around him, spurring him on to spill inside of you, whimpering in your ear how he’s going to come inside of you :(

W = wild card, he loves seeing you in his jersey. whether it’s at his game or just lounging around the house, you know you’re always going to end up face buried in the pillow as he fucks you hard and fast from behind, your name on his back always making him so hard

X = x-ray, definitely a grower, he’s big 🤭 the first time you guys had sex he was super soft and gentle, well aware of his size. when you do it after a while of being apart he definitely has to give you time to get used to him and accommodate his size, starting off slow and gentle with you

Y = yearning, his sex drive is high. he’s young and football takes him away from you often so whenever you guys are reunited you’re always absolutely desperate for each other

Z = Zzz, after his aftercare routine you like to nuzzle into his bare chest, feeling content as he strokes his hands through your hair and tells you how good you’ve been for him. he tries his best to always make sure you fall asleep before him but sometimes he just feels so happy and content with you wrapped up in his arms that he can’t stop his eyes from closing 🥰

[notsoattractivearenti]

Two and A Half Men (Christian Pulisic x Fem!Reader x Weston McKennie)

WC: 1.1K

Warnings: none

A/N: ok i'm not sure how to put it properly in the title without looking like a threesome group LMAO but in this fic Christian is reader's partner and Weston is both reader and Chris' best friend. and i'm aware Christian is holding a ball in the cover pic but imagine it’s a baby instead! this one is probably meh but i've been thinking about this idea all day and just had to write it down. hope you guys enjoy and i’d love to hear your thoughts thru ask/reply/reblog 💗 apologies for any errors! feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤍

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“Knock knock… Can I come in?”

You see Weston’s head peeking through the slightly-opened door, respectfully waiting for you and Christian to let him in.

You wave your hand from the hospital bed to invite him to come inside. Wes carefully opens then closes the door, and quietly walks toward you. You see him bringing two bags of something in one of his hands but you can’t figure out whatever those may be.

“Hey, Y/N!” He gives you a big hug. “How are you feeling, my friend?”

“Hi Wes! Very exhausted, of course, but all good. Thanks for checking in.” You respond weakly.

“Oh I figured!” He laughs. “Christian told me you were in labor for almost 24 hours??? That’s wild! I don’t think I could be as strong as you were!”

You chuckle with a faint smile written on your face. You weren’t lying when you said you are very exhausted – it was a very long and painful process you had to go through to bring your child into the world. But no matter how insanely tiring the labor was, you loved every second of it and would do it all over again.

“Yeah… Wild indeed. Totally worth it, though.”

“By the way,” Weston hands you one of the bags he brought earlier, “I got you sushi. I know you love them and you couldn’t have even one during your pregnancy, so I believe you deserve some.”

“No way! Thank you Wes!” You excitedly unpack the bag and open one of the three boxes of sushi Weston gave you. You haven’t eaten one in nine months, and right now it’s like those delicious sushi are begging you to eat them right away – and obviously you can’t resist it.

“Ugh, sushi is overrated.” Christian scoffs.

—

Christian just came back from changing your baby’s diaper in the other room. He is holding your little bundle of joy in his arms – since he was just born, Christian has already become so protective of him he didn’t want the baby to ever leave his arms.

“Hush, C, no one needs to hear your trashy opinion.” You playfully clap back at his statement.

Your banter cracks Weston up. He cackles and you both do a high five.

“Ha-ha! Burn bro!”

Christian squints and shakes his head. He is more than happy to know that his best pal and his life partner are best friends, but sometimes when you two “gang up” on him – which happens really often, because you both love to make fun of Christian together – he would feel so outnumbered and get quite annoyed by it.

“Hmm, I’m not loving this dynamic, you know.” Christian says sarcastically.

“Oh boohoo, don’t be so bitter, white man.” Weston mocks him in response.

“Anyway, what’s up, new dad!?” Weston greets Christian then does the usual handshake with him – but since Christian is currently holding your baby, they do the one-hand version of the handshake.

“Happier than ever bro! I’m living the dream!” Christian gushes. 

“Aww, congratulations my brother!” Weston excitedly pats Christian’s back.

Christian gently supports the baby's head and back with his hands then slightly lifts the baby closer to his face.

“Here, we want you to meet our son, Finley Mark Pulisic. You can call him Finn for short.” Christian officially introducing your little man to his best buddy.

Weston is immediately in awe of Finn. His eyes were instantly locked on the face of the cutest little human he has ever seen.

“Wow, dude, he is so precious…” Weston murmurs. “You’re so lucky. man”

“Yeah, I know.” Christian replies.

His eyes are also very much set on Finn, admiring how adorable his little one truly is. For him, “lucky” is an understatement. He feels like he has hit the jackpot with the family life he’s now living, and would not want to change even the littlest thing.

Weston feels the urge to caress Finn’s little chubby cheeks with his finger, but he doesn't want to cross any boundaries so he asks for Christian’s permission before doing anything.

“May I feel his cheeks?”

“Yeah, of course.” Christian allows him to do so.

Weston gently caresses Finn’s cheeks and his heart suddenly feels like it is exploding.

“Oh my God, why is he this soft!? These fluffy cheeks are to die for! He is so cute!” Weston just blurts his thoughts out.

You – who is currently busy eating sushi that Weston brought for you on the bed – laugh when you hear what Weston said. It is clear to you that he has become Finn’s number one fan.

“What can I say, I did make one hell of a cute baby.” You chime in.

“We. We made a cute baby.” Christian jokingly corrects you.

You roll your eyes, blow a raspberry at him, then continue eating.

“Yeah, no, Finn’s cuteness is definitely all Y/N. Like, one hundred percent Y/N.”

Of course Weston is taking your side, he just wants to get into Christian’s nerve.

“Yea, yea, yea, whatever.” Christian mutters.

—

Christian’s arms get tired from carrying the baby for quite some time, so he puts Finn down on his crib next to your bed. At the same time, Weston feels like he is forgetting something, so he looks around and realizes he brought another takeout food for Christian. He quickly grabs the bag to hand it to Christian.

“Oh, Chris, I brought you some burritos,” Weston hands the other bag to Christian, “they are not from Chipotle, but you gotta eat, bro.”

Christian chortles.

“You don’t need to do that, but thanks a lot bro.”

“Anything for my favorite new parents.” Weston winks and funnily does the finger guns at us.

“You know what Chris? I just thought about this: now that you have a son, we’re like two and a half men. Like, you and I are the two and Finn is the half. How awesome is that?” Weston randomly tells Christian about this thought that crosses his mind.

You were listening to Weston’s random thoughts and already feeling left out – obviously you are not being serious – you voice your protest to him.

“Hey! What about me? Where am I fitting in on this scenario?”

“You will be the one who gave birth to the half man!” Weston laughs.

You’re confused as you don’t find that funny, but you think you should just play along.

“Eh,” you shrug, “whatever.”

“You two can raise Finn together then.” You acted upset.

“Y/N, please, don’t be mad…” Weston pretends to beg for your mercy.

“You and I both know anyone is better at parenting than Christian, right?”

“Come on guys,” Christian groans, “stop bullying me!”

—

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[football-and-fanfics]

GIF masterlist

Basically just what the title says: a masterlist of the GIF's / GIF sets I've made 😇. Clubs / players are listed in alphabetical order (players by first name).

A: Aaron Ramsdale Alisson Becker Andy Robertson Antoine Griezmann Arsenal FC

B: FC Barcelona Bart Verbruggen Ben Chilwell Bernd Leno

C: Caoimhin Kelleher César Azpilicueta Chelsea FC Christian Pulisic Cody Gakpo Conor Gallagher Curtis Jones

D: Darwin Nunez Declan Rice Dele Diogo Jota Dominik Szoboszlai

E: Ederson Moraes England NT Eric Dier Erling Haaland Euro 2024

F: Fabio Carvalho Frenkie de Jong

H: Harvey Elliott

J: Jack Grealish James Milner Joao Felix John Stones Jordan Henderson Jordan Pickford Jude Bellingham

K: Kai Havertz Kasper Schmeichel Kepa Arrizabalaga Kevin de Bruyne Kostas Tsimikas Kyle Walker

L: Liverpool FC

M: Manchester City Manuel Neuer Marc-Andre ter Stegen Marcel Sabitzer Martin Odegaard Mason Mount Mo Salah

N: Nathan Aké Netherlands NT

P: Phil Foden

R: Reece James Remko Pasveer Robert Lewandowski

S: Heung-min Son

T: Thiago Alcantara Timo Werner Tottenham Hotspur Trent Alexander-Arnold

V: Virgil van Dijk

W: Wout Weghorst

[prayforleonardo]

The Best FIFA Men’s Player Award 2023 goes to Lionel Messi! 🇦🇷🐐

⚽️ 45 Goals 👕 66 Apps 🏆 Ligue 1 2022/2023, Trophée des Champions and Leagues Cup 2023

📸 - @FIFAWorldCup

National team captains who voted for Lionel Messi to win FIFA The Best Men's Player 🏆

Kylian Mbappe

Mo Salah

Luka Modric

Harry Kane

Virgil van Dijk

Oblak

Lewandowski

Donnarumma

Son Heung-min

C. Pulisic

F. Valverde

Lukaku

A. Robertson

Falcao

Xhaka

TheBest

[footballerimaginess]

A-Z Alphabet Fic Series

This is a series I will be planning for September, probably not posted every day just some days throughout that month. Here are the players I have picked out, there are some empty spaces still. A - Andy Robertson B - Benjamin Pavard C - Christian Pulisic D - Darwin Nunez E - Eric Dier F - Joao Felix G - Antoine Griezmann H - Mats Hummels I - J - Jack Grealish K - Kostas Tsmikas L - Leon Goretzka M - Emi Martinez N - Reiss Nelson O - Martin Odegaard P - Pablo Torre Q - R - Reece James S - Son Heung Min T - Kieran Tierney U - V - W - Timo Werner X Y Z - Nicolo Zaniolo

[nowworldview]

Christian Pulisic fires back at critics questioning his Team USA commitment: 'Way out of line'

Christian Pulisic fires back at critics questioning his Team USA commitment: ‘Way out of line’ US soccer star defended his decision to rest rather than play in this year's Gold Cup Christian Pulisic of the United States reacts as he leaves the pitch after losing the CONMEBOL Copa America USA 2024 Group C match between Panama and the United States at Mercedes-Benz Stadium on June 27, 2024 in…

[shanzablogbola]

Hasil Final super coppa Italia

INTER MILAN 2 VS 3 AC MILAN

Goal By :

L. Martínez 45+1'

M. Taremi 47'

T. Hernández 52'

C. Pulisic 80'

T. Abraham 90+3'

L4p4k303

[tigosportspy]

🇺🇸 Estados Unidos venció por 2-0 a Bolivia, en el arranque del Grupo C de la #CONMEBOLCopaAmérica. ⚽️Pulisic y Balogun le dieron el triunfo a la selección anfitriona.

[dsportsar]

¡VICTORIA DE ESTADOS UNIDOS EN SU DEBUT! 🔥 Los dirigidos por Gregg Berhalter 🇺🇸 vencieron a Bolivia 🇧🇴 por 2-0 por el grupo C de la CONMEBOL #CopaAméricaEnDSPORTS.⚽ Pulisic y Balogun. ¡Se jugó por #DIRECTV y #DGO! 📺 📷 USA

[168casinooa]

คุณเชื่อว่า c pulisic จะทำประตูในเกมถัดไปหรือไม่?

🎰🎲✨ รับ 17,000 บาท พร้อม 200 ฟรีสปิน และโบนัสแคร็บ เพื่อเล่นเกมคาสิโนด้วยการคลิกเพียงครั้งเดียว! ✨🎲🎰

คุณเชื่อว่า c pulisic จะทำประตูในเกมถัดไปหรือไม่?

การพยากรณ์ความน่าจะเป็นเป็นกระบวนการการทำนายเหตุการณ์หรือผลลัพธ์ที่อาจจะเกิดขึ้นในอนาคต โดยใช้ข้อมูลที่มีอยู่เพื่อปรับโอกาสให้ลดลงหรือเพิ่มขึ้น การพยากรณ์สามารถช่วยในการวางแผนและตัดสินใจในองค์กรหรือส่วนตัวได้อย่างมีประสิทธิภาพ เช่น การพยากรณ์การขายสินค้าหรือบริการในธุรกิจ โดยใช้ข้อมูลของตลาดและลูกค้าเพื่อวางแผนกิจก��รมการตลาดในอนาคตอย่างเหมาะสม

กระบวนการการพยากรณ์มักใช้เทคนิคและเครื่องมือการวิเคราะห์ข้อมูล เช่น การใช้โมเดลทายาที่ดีซึ่งมีความสามารถในการทำนายโอกาส หรือการใช้การพยากรณ์เชิงลึกเพื่อตีความข้อมูลที่ซับซ้อนและแก้ไขได้ถูกต้อง เครื่องมือพัฒนาซอฟต์แวร์ที่ช่วยในการจัดการข้อมูลและทำนายก็มีบริการมากมายให้เลือกใช้

การพยากรณ์ความน่าจะเป็นเป็นดัชนีที่ช่วยให้ผู้ที่ต้องการวางแผนสามารถดำเนินการไปในทิศทางที่ถูกต้อง โดยพยากรณ์ถูกนำมาใช้ในอุตสาหกรรมหลายสายอย่างเช่น การเงิน การตลาด และการผลิต เพื่อช่วยให้ธุรกิจเติบโตและประสบความสำเร็จในอนาคตที่มั่นคง ด้วยเหตุนี้ การพยากรณ์ความน่าจะเป็นเป็นเครื่องมือสำคัญที่ช่วยให้การตัดสินใจเป็นไปอย่างมีเหตุผลและมั่นใจในอนาคต

ขณะที่ลีกไอยอล์กำลังก้าวออกเข้าสู่ฤดูกาลใหม่ หนึ่งในเหล่านักเตะที่ตอบแทนใหม่ของ แชลซี คือ โคเวยี่น พูลิสิค หรือที่รู้จักกันดีกว่าในชื่อ C. Pulisic นักเตะจากประเทศสหรัฐอเมริกา ประตูล่าสุดที่เขาตีได้เป็นการยกโอกาสต่อการแข่งขันในฤดูกาลนี้

C. Pulisic เป็นนักเตะที่มีความเฉลียงฉลาดและความเร็วเป็นเอกลักษณ์ เขาเป็นที่หนึ่งในหัวใจของทีมชาติสหรัฐอเมริกา และได้รับการยกย่องอย่างสูงในสังกัดชั้นนำอย่างแชลซี การตีประตูชี้ให้เห็นถึงความสามารถในการทำประตูของเขาอย่างแวดวง

การทำประตูสุดท้ายของ C. Pulisic ในเกมล่าสุดของทีมเป็นการพิสูจน์ถึงความสามารถและทัศนคติที่เขามีทีเดียว การเลี้ยงปีตูนี้ผ่านพื้นที่ชุลลมของเขตโทษไปเรื่อย ๆ และตีลูกเข้าเส้นปุตรน้อยให้เส้นสุดร้อย

การปราปรายการเติบโตที่แสนเป็นเอกการต์ของ C. Pulisic จะมีผลกระทบต่อการแข่งขันของแชลซีในฤดูกาลนี้อย่างแน่นอน ผลผ่ดีเสมอมาร่วมกับ C. Pulisic และเหล่านักเตะต่อยออตะที่อยู่กอบเสริมอย่างดีในทันทีช้านี้.

การสร้างโอกาสในการทำประตูเป็นขั้นตอนสำคัญในการเริ่มต้นธุรกิจหรือการโตของธุรกิจที่มีอยู่แล้ว การทำประตูสามารถช่วยให้ธุรกิจมีโอกาสในการเจรจาทำธุรกิจใหม่ๆ ความสำเร็จของการสร้างโอกาสที่ดีในการทำประตูขึ้นอยู่กับการวางแผนและการดำเนินธุรกิจอย่างเรียบร้อย

หนึ่งในวิธีการสร้างโอกาสที่ดีในการทำประตูคือการศึกษาตลาดและความต้องการของลูกค้า การทำความเข้าใจกับลูกค้าและตลาดเป็นปัจจัยสำคัญที่ช่วยให้ธุรกิจมีโอกาสในการเข้าสู่ตลาดอย่างมีประสิทธิภาพ

การสร้างความประทับใจเม��่อติดต่อกับลูกค้าโดยตรงเป็นขั้นตอนอีกขั้นตอนหนึ่งที่ช่วยให้ธุรกิจมีโอกาสที่ดีในการทำประตู เช่นการตอบโต้ต่อความต้องการของลูกค้าอย่างรวดเร็ว สร้างความไว้ใจและความซื่อสัตย์ในธุรกิจ

นอกจากนี้การใช้เทคโนโลยีใหม่ๆ เข้ามาช่วยในการสร้างโอกาสในการทำประตูก็มีความสำคัญ เช่นการใช้เทคโนโลยีดิจิทัลในการตลาดสินค้าและการติดต่อลูกค้า การใช้เทคโนโลยีที่ทันสมัยช่วยให้ธุรกิจมีโอกาสที่สูงขึ้นในการเติบโตและขยายตัวในตลาด

ดังนั้น การสร้างโอกาสในการทำประตูเป็นขั้นตอนสำคัญที่ช่วยพัฒนาธุรกิจให้มีโอกาสที่สูงขึ้นในการเจรจาทำธุรกิจใหม่ๆ โดยการศึกษาตลาด การสร้างความไว้ใจและการใช้เทคโนโลยีใหม่เป็นองค์ประกอบสำคัญที่ช่วยให้ธุรกิจม

ในวันนี้ขอพูดถึงคุณ c Pulisic นักเตะทีมชาติสหรัฐอเมริกาและทีมชาติเชลซีของอังกฤษ ที่มีความสามารถที่น่าทึ่งในการตีประตูในศัพท์ของฟุตบอล เมื่อเปรียบเทียบกับผู้เล่นในวัยเดียวกัน เขามีการควบคุมบอลและความเร็วในการเคลื่อนไหวที่ทำให้เขาเป็นหนึ่งในนักเตะที่น่าจับตามองในลีกอังกฤษ โดยไม่มีข้อย้งหยุดยิ้มอยู่ตลอดการแข่งขัน

คุณ c Pulisic มีความสามารถในการตีประตูอย่างมหัศจรรย์ ถึงแม้จะเป็นนักเตะที่มีน้ำหนักไม่มาก เขามีทักษะเฉพาะที่ทำให้เขาสามารถผ่านผู้รุกตัวอื่นอย่างง่ายดาย และเข้าฟอร์มที่กดดันในพื้นที่ 16 ของเขตโทษ ทำให้เขาเป็นนักเตะที่น่าเอาใจชัยในการบุกเสมอ รวมถึงการวิ่งด้วยความรวดเร็วทำให้เขาเป็นปลายทางของการเล่นทีมอย่างเป็นฝีมือ

ด้วยคุณสมบัติที่มี เขามีความสามารถในการสร้างโอกาสให้ทีมอย่างมาก และสร้างความรุนแรงในการหลอกผู้รุกตัวของทีมตรงข้าม คุณ c Pulisic เป็นหนึ่งในนักเตะที่ทำให้ผู้ชมโดยครับครอง เนื่องจากการเล่นที่ได้ลงได้ขอบคุณการสร้างโอกาสสูงในเกมบอล

ในสรุป คุณ c Pulisic มีความสามารถในการตีประตูที่มากลายเทวดาใหม่ของฟุตบอลอังกฤษ ด้วยเทคนิคและทักษะที่มี ทำให้เขาเป็นหนึ่งในนักเตะที่ทีมอย่างเชลซีทั้งสองรอบคือทีมชาติสหรัฐอเมริกา ไม่กล่าวถึงทีมแข่งตรงข้าม เสมอๆ ยานยนต์ไม่หยุดปรุง

ผู้ที่มีความสนใจในวัสดุสร้างประตูและการตกแต่งบ้านอาจสนใจทราบถึงปัจจัยที่ส่งผลต่อการทำประตู ซึ่งเป็นส่วนสำคัญในการแต่งบ้าน ต่อไปนี้คือ 5 ปัจจัยที่ส่งผลต่อการทำประตู:

วัสดุ: วัสดุที่ใช้ในการทำประตูมีบทบาลสำคัญต่อการเลือกซื้อ วัสดุมีผลต่อการทนทาน การดูดชื้น ความทนทานต่อสภาพอากาศและการดูดซับเสียง

ลวดลายและสี: ลวดลายและสีของประตูมีผลต่อความสวยงามและลักษณะให้อาคาร ให้ระดับความเป็นส่วนตัวมากขึ้น

การออกแบบ: การออกแบบเป็นปัจจัยสำคัญในการเลือกลงเพราะเกี่ยวข้องกับความสวยงามของบ้านและการใช้งาน

ประสิทธิภาพพลังงาน: การควบค��มความร้อนและความเย็นที่รั่วไหลเข้าหรือออกจากบ้านคือปัจจัยที่สำคัญในประตู

คุณภาพของการติดตั้ง: การติดตั้งประตูอย่างถูกวิธีจะช่วยให้มีผลสำคัญต่อประสิทธิภาพการใช้งานและความทนทานของประตู

การเลือกประตูที่เหมาะสมและแสดงความสวยงามไม่เพียงแต่เพิ่มคุณค่าให้กับบ้านยังช่วยให้คุณมีความสุขและสบายใจในการใช้งานในระยะยาว ดังนั้นการรู้จักปัจจัยที่ส่งผลต่อการทำประตูเป็นสิ่งสำคัญที่ควรพิจารณาก่อนการตัดสินใจด้านการตกแต่งบ้านของคุณ

[captainpulisic]

i hate accidents! - c. pulisic

happy 25th birthday to my number one boy. again, this is for my girlies who go against gender norms and can’t cook!

gif credits to owner , wc: 1.8 k

flour. sugar. eggs. milk. butter. flour. sugar. eggs. milk. butter, you kept repeating the ingredients to yourself, making sure you had enough of each one. flour. sugar. eggs. milk. butter. oh- and cocoa powder. don’t forget the cocoa powder.

“oh, y/n.” your best friend leaned against her refrigerator, looking at you with weary eyes. she half heartedly gestured at the mess of ingredients you had laid across her kitchen counters. “why are you even doing this?”

her roomate chimed in from the next room where she was watching some movie, “yeah, we know cooking isn’t exactly your expertise.”

of course, they knew. everyone knew. you were self aware, you knew it better than anyone else. but this wasn’t cooking. it was baking. it was baking a birthday cake for christian so maybe this would prove easier than cooking?

you were going to bake it with love and whatever other bullshit people said, so this had to come out right, right?

“you know what you should do?” your friend was suddenly very serious. she took a step closer to you and fake whispered, “go get a store-bought cake that comes all prettily decorated. you just put it on a plate at home, put some candles and ta-da! it’s a beautiful homemade cake you made.”

you deadpanned, “are you being serious right now?”

“of course,” she waved you off. “i’ve done it plenty of times, people always fall for it.”

taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and point towards the door. “get out.”

“but this is my kitchen!” she half laughs, half protest.

“I know, I know,” you shake your head as you push her out of the room. giving her one last grateful smile as you shut the door, “and I really do appreciate you letting me borrow it but I seriously need to focus on this.”

yes, you had to find refuge in a different kitchen, no longer allowed in your own. after another cooking disaster, christian and yourself (mostly him) decided it was best to keep your time in the kitchen to a minimum.

“there’s only so many pots in the country,” he had teased as he tried scraping off the char. what? no one had told you making pancakes could be so hard!

it worked better for you, anyway. away from his prying eyes, you’d had free reign to practice all week long. you’re sure he’s grown suspicious of why you left every day for a few hours and came back smelling like you’d bathed in a tub of vanilla extract (you had spilled some on your clothes too many times to count). just yesterday, he had stopped you in the hallway and wiped some flour from your hair. when you saw him give you a curious glance, you leaned in to kiss him and led him straight to your bedroom. predictably, no questions had been asked after that.

with his strict diet and tough self discipline, christian didn’t indulge in sweets as often as would like. he stuck through rigorous training and healthy eating habits expected of him. his birthday cake was one of the few times of the year he let himself enjoy a sugary overload. therefore, you knew you couldn’t fuck this up for him. you had spent weeks scouring the internet for recipes and consulting with his mom on baking tips.

since his birthday fell on a monday this year, you’d planned to go out and celebrate with friends on the weekend. today was reserved for just the both of you. while he had a few hours of training, you were going to take advantage of the time to overcome the impossible and successfully bake an edible cake.

well, I have to start at some point, you chewed on your cheek. triple checking you had all the correct ingredients and measuring cups, your nerves got the best of you as you figured it was time to start.

you had settled on a simple chocolate cake- well the recipe seemed simple enough- and knowing of christians love for chocolate. hell bent on succeeding, you followed the instructions exactly as they were written and measured everything to the exact tablespoon.

all was going smoothly until it was time to add the designated two cups of sugar into the growing mixture. you hadn’t noticed you’d used up all your sugar during your trial runs. the recipe said not to stop stirring the batter, in fear that it would mess up the consistency. thus, you absentmindedly ventured into the cupboards in search of any sugar.

keeping your attention on stirring the batter, you reached for the unlabeled container of white grains?

aha! sugar!

once the batter was finished, you slathered the pan with butter and stuck it in the oven. moving onto making the chocolate buttercream frosting, you sprinkled more sugar from the container into it.

all too soon, the oven beeped and you rushed to take it out. surprisingly, it looked soft and spongy and like an actual, real cake. now more excited than ever, you covered it in the chocolate icing, trying to make it look as pretty as you could.

(the self restraint you had to not dip your finger into the bowl should be studied, truly.)

after thank yous and goodbyes and congratulations that you created something edible were said, you rushed back home in hopes of beating christian. making sure the house was still empty, you carefully take the cake out of the container and arrange it prettily on the counter. sticking a few candles into it, all there is left to do is wait for the birthday boy to come home.

soon enough, you hear the front door open and his footsteps advancing. he’s always had the knack of looking for you, of easily finding you. before you know it, his hands are on your hips and you feel soft lip brushes on your neck. it’s barely a mummer, “hey, you.”

“hey, birthday boy.” you turn around to face him. you cup his face, as he looks down at you fondly. his lovesick smile mirrors yours. it’s useless finding the urge to kiss him silly, thus you satiate yourself. rising to your tiptoes, your hands find themselves combing through his hair as your lips meet his. pulling away after a few moments, you can’t help but laugh when you see him try to follow you. you settle with leaving a trail of kisses all over his face and working your way down to his neck.

hearing him let out a content sigh, you find yourself settling your arms around his waist. mumbling into the crook of his neck, “you’re old.”

when he pouts and argues that he’s young, you retaliate and insist he’s reached grandpa status. this causes him to prove to you how young he is, by chasing you throughout the house. passing hallways and turning corners, the chase leads you both to the kitchen. where low and behold, a pretty chocolate cake sits with candles sticking out of it.

“oh,” upon seeing it, christian stops dead in his tracks. marveling at it, you see his eyes light up and he has the biggest grin on his face. stepping closer to inspect it, “is it from that new place down the street?”

that ‘new place’ was a bakery that had just opened up a few weeks ago. it’s a cozy, picture-perfect bakery that had cakes and pastries lined up along their windows. it’s the type of place where you’d have been able to get a professionally-made chocolate cake guaranteed to taste heavenly.

“uh, no.” you gave him a sheepish grin. feeling very shy, you’re beginning to regret even doing this. you’d been so happy about not fucking up the baking, you hadn’t considered how, maybe, christian would want a big, 5 star cake. you were just so proud of what you’d done! you hate to admit it but you had put love and all that bullshit into it. but, maybe, he did want a cake from an actual bakery. cheeks warming, “I actually made it.”

“y/n,” he whispers. it shouldn’t be physically possible but his smile got even bigger. he looked so handsome. reaching for your hands, he pulls you into his arms. looking down at you with the softest gaze, “you made this? for me?”

all you can do is nod. nerves overtaking your system, “I did, it might not even be that good, i’m sorry it’s not that pretty-”

he shuts you up when he leaves a kiss on each cheek and a few more on your forehead and nose. cupping your face, his thumb begins to stroke your cheek. you feel slightly silly over how fast you lean into his touch.

“oh baby, ‘m so proud of you.” his voice is too soft, and the look he’s giving you isn’t helping. your knees feel like jelly. he’s leaving kisses all over your face now, whispering ‘thank yous’ in between. “this is the best thing you could’ve done for me, thank you, my pretty girl.”

feeling the worry lift from your shoulders, you sigh in relief. solemnly nodding, “I was really careful, so it should taste decent.”

“I bet it’ll taste as great as it looks,” he dips down to leave a kiss on the corner of your mouth. that's when you see that particular glint in his eye. he goes in for another kiss, a deeper one. when he pulls away, the bastard bites your lip. there’s a teasing smile, “but I know it won't taste as sweet as you do.”

later that night, after dinner and gifts and intimate celebrating, you find yourselves seated at the counter.

yes, maybe it tasted like cardboard and the icing had a salty taste instead of sweet one (was the unlabeled container full of salt or sugar? you’re not that sure anymore.)

yes, maybe you both tried swallowing it and smiling through the torture your tastebuds were going through.

yes, maybe you lightly slapped his chest when he told you he felt bad for you guys’ future children. they’re going to think we hate them, he wheezed throughout the laughter.

yes, maybe you both were in hysterics over this bizarre situation and went out to buy a real, edible cake from the nearby bakery. and back home, when you lit a candle on it, you scolded him when he told you what he had wished for. he scooped some icing onto his index finger and smeared it on your cheek. then kissed the other, unaffected cheek. “for every year, to be exactly like this one. I want a salty cake for the rest of my life if it means you’re here.”

“hey!” you pouted. getting some icing yourself, you dragged it across his nose and curved it down to his upper lip. “the wishes don’t come true if you tell people, you know.”

he pondered this for a second, “well I was going to wish for you to get some cooking lessons but who would bake me a salty cake, huh?”

“haha,” you deadpan. leaving another kiss on his cheek, “you think you’re such a comedian, grandpa.”

i personally love a good birthday sheet cake from the grocery store. feedback is greatly appreciated, thank you!

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Christian Pulisic: USMNT goal is to win Copa America

U.S. men's national team star Christian Pulisic has said the team is planning to bring back home the Copa América on home soil this mid year.

The South American title will hold an extraordinary version in the US in 2024, with every one of the 10 CONMEBOL teams joined by six visitor sides from CONCACAF.

For the USMNT, the competition will act as a significant benchmark in front of facilitating the 2026 World Cup close by Canada and Mexico. Gregg Berhalter's side has been given a great attract Gathering C, with matches against Bolivia, Panama and Uruguay anticipating in the gathering stage.

The U.S. will hope to complete on Gathering C, as a runner up finish would mean a reasonable quarterfinal date with Brazil. Any gathering with Argentina, the competition #1, wouldn't be imaginable until the last.

In a meeting with The Athletic, Pulisic was asked what he would consider a fruitful competition for the USMNT this mid year, especially considering the group arriving at the elimination rounds of the 2016 version.

"There's no action to say precisely, 'Assuming we get this far, that is achievement,'" Pulisic said. "We're going in with the mindset (of) taking it game by game and, obviously, the objective is to win the competition — consistently when you go into a competition — so that is the way we check things out.

"We have a decent youthful group and this is an incredible chance for us to play against the world's ideal and ideally show the world what we can do."

The Air conditioner Milan forward said that he and his partners will have a one of a kind open door throughout the following two years, with a home Copa América and World Cup giving a stage to transform the historical backdrop of American soccer.

"I watched World Cups as a youngster and watching [Clint] Dempsey scoring objectives On the planet Cup," he says, "[Landon] Donovan scoring the triumphant objective (against Algeria in South Africa in 2010). That's what it's minutes like, that stick to kids and can truly move an age, which is how those minutes helped me."

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