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pernillecfcw · 1 year
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London is blue 💙
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kyl1ans · 11 months
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i actually am so feral over levi everytime he comes on screen i start smiling and my brother is like wtf 🤨
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mostlywoso · 2 years
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what a game 💙👏🏼
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doanminhxuongcom · 11 months
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Derby London Chelsea vs Tottenham căng thẳng
Khám phá lịch sử đối đầu Chelsea và Tottenham, nơi đã chứng kiến những trận đấu đầy căng thẳng. Hãy tìm hiểu về những trận đấu đáng nhớ và cuộc cạnh tranh sôi nổi giữa hai đội bóng hàng đầu tại nước Anh. Hãy đọc bài viết dưới đây từ Đoàn Minh Xương để tìm hiểu thêm về hành trình đối đầu giữa Chelsea và Tottenham.
Nguồn: https://doanminhxuong.com/lich-su-doi-dau-chelsea-vs-tottenham/
Derby London Chelsea vs Tottenham căng thẳng
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mcfc-enthusiast · 2 years
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the bitches are having a bitch off omg
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ziyech22 · 2 years
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27 minutes in im already fuckign stressed
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footyhd · 11 months
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Guglielmo Vicario of Tottenham Hotspur celebrates a disallowed goal during the Premier League match between Tottenham Hotspur and Chelsea FC at Tottenham Hotspur Stadium on November 06, 2023 in London, England. (Photo by Chloe Knott - Danehouse/Getty Images)
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kickthepitch · 2 years
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The way Chelsea is playing has me absolutely stressed. I am not entirely sure what is going on: lack of proper management (sorry Potter), bad team chemistry, or just too many injured players.
I think Declan Rice is every Chelsea across the globe as of right now. We need better energy going into this weekends game and the champions league match against Dortmund.
Also I think we all miss 21/22 Mason Mount, hopefully we get him back.
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las-furias · 11 months
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En las buenas y en las no tan buenas. Siempre 🤜🤛
X @ Spurs_ES
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pernillecfcw · 5 months
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London is blue babyyy💙💙💙
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onlyscorestapins · 11 months
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despite what the scoreline says we can be proud of our boyssss (sideyeing cuti and destiny) we literally did not stop playing our football we did not give up and we literally could have left with a point until the very last moments of the game obvs it sucks rn and i'm going to be v v angry but in the grand scheme of things we're on the right tracks in ange we trust 🤍🤍🤍
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stormoflina · 11 months
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Oh my God, I can't believe they went down to 9 man.
Karma is real.
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Tottenham vs Chelsea: A Remarkably Chaotic First Half in Premier League History
Link:- https://www.teqts.com/tottenham-vs-chelsea-a-remarkably-chaotic-first-half-in-premier-league-history/
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var-offside · 2 years
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Tottenham 2 - 0 Chelsea
i accidentally forgot to post this yesterday (whoops) but this game was fun! A goal from our boy Kane! A first goal from Skipp! and Emerson…beautiful beautiful Emerson being the backbone of the entire game. i love him! we only need about two more wins to go up to third (as long as man u loses their games :|, but i have hope …..)
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totaly-obsessed · 1 year
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Goody-two-shoes
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Katie McCabe x reader
-> Modeled after that insane Man City vs. Chelsea game. (I also have no clue how football works, please excuse mistakes)
-> Reader gets carded and doesn't quite know how to handle it - Katie is there for her
➳ Masterlist
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Referees can make or break a good football game -something that everybody knows, especially when being a professional footballer. And while you did believe in said statement, it had never been more obvious than now.
Emily Heaslip, the biggest Chelsea fan on this godforsaken planet. And while you didn’t necessarily think that, your girlfriend Katie definitely did. No one thought that Heaslip would referee another WSL game, after having been escorted off the pitch by security because of how angry she had made fans, trainers, and players.
Katie, a reliable candidate for yellow cards immediately knew that she would not be playing in the game against Tottenham – or at least she wouldn’t be in the starting lineup.
It had never happened before, that not only your opponent's tactics had to be talked through, but also the tendencies of the referee. The atmosphere was tense, no one wanted to play a game where a heap of yellow cards was guaranteed.
To Katie you were the only good thing during the week, always making the brunette laugh when you noticed her getting into her head too much. And she noticed you cheering up your other teammates as well – goofing off with Kyry in the gym, telling Alessia the dumbest jokes, and making a fool out of yourself, much to Beth’s enjoyment. If the Irishwoman wasn’t absolutely in love with you already, she would have definitely fallen for you by this point.
A few players of the WSL had their reputations – Katie with her yellow cards, Millie Bright the defensive brick wall, and Rachel Daly who seemed to make every goal she wanted to. All of them were quite serious, and then there was you. With your fair playing style and a bright smile always on your face, you had earned yourself the title of ‘goody-two-shoes’.
And you relished in it.
There were not a lot of people who didn’t like you, no matter what club they supported – the ones who really did not like you tended to think, that you were faking your personality.
A lot of fans find it ironic that you had ended up with Katie, who tended to get more cards in a season than you had gotten in your entire career.
But something was off on that Sunday, everything felt wrong. While it was okay that your girlfriend wouldn’t be standing next to you in the starting lineup, it felt wrong – especially in a game against Tottenham who were currently above Arsenal in the chart.
The start of the game was hesitant, with every player on the pitch walking on eggshells. It was Ashleigh Neville who got the first yellow card in the 22nd minute of the game. Her being the first player would seem weird when looking at the statistics at the end of the game.
And while you did not, Katie noticed a shift in the game – in the referee who got redder at any little thing that she saw.
It was Caitlin who got the next card, followed by Jen, followed by Lotte. Every card that Heaslip gave seemed wrong. Carding Lotte, when Beth England had stumbled over her foot – even the Tottenham player was confused by the card. Carding Cait when she accidentally ran Kit Graham over when jogging backward.
But then came the biggest shock of the game – you got a yellow card.
Kim had been roughly pushed to the ground by a Tottenham player, and you have had enough. You protested the ref, trying to explain to her that it was indeed not an accident but a punishable action. Emily Heaslip however had none of it, swiftly pulling out that annoying, little yellow card and holding it straight to your face.
The players fell into complete silence, not believing what had just happened. It was Kim who was up on her feet again, who pulled you away, patting your back in thanks.
Katie could see how the situation was messing with your head – no one was angrier than her, and she desperately wanted Frida to run over the ref as she had done before. The brunette tried to get your attention on the sidelines, shouting words of encouragement at you. “Oi! Keep ya head up!”
A few minutes later the whistle was blown for halftime.
Nil all.
The changing room was tense – no one was having fun. Jonas tried his best to give an inspirational speech. It didn’t matter how many goals you scored, it was important not to concede. Leah was pleading with the team to get your heads sorted out so that you could enter the second half with clear minds.
Your stomach felt uneasy as if it was at war with itself. Face dripping wet over the bathroom sink, eyes swollen and red, breathing heavily, is how Katie had found you.
“You did so well my love.” A warm hand found its place on your neck – gently guiding your still-dripping face into Katie’s dry and warm shoulder, letting you calm down for a second.
“Makin’ me so proud baby.” The thick accent felt like honey in your ears, numbing your mind temporarily before having to go out again.
Being back on the pitch felt like a fever dream, your head was not really where it was supposed to be but the game had to go on.
And go on it did – not to your benefit though. In the 62nd minute, Neville pulled a not-so-nice challenge on Kyra who was lying on the ground, arms raised in protest.
Arsenal was given a free kick, and you were supposed to take it. Beth England had brought the ball back where the kick was to take place.
It took you fifteen seconds until you decided on your target, Kim, who had run herself free from her defender. Just as you were about to take it, she was covered again, so you stopped in your tracks, only to shoot a second later when you saw your captain's hand gesture.
The Scot had just gotten to the ball when the shrill sound of the whistle could be heard. Not a single player on the pitch knew why. Both teams got loud with protest when they saw another yellow card being given.
To you.
You who already had a yellow.
Everyone was shocked. Katie couldn’t believe her eyes – after the yellow card followed the red which was held directly into your poor, shocked face.
‘Time wasting’ was what Emily Heaslip shouted at you. It took Kim everything to stop the others from rioting and instead guided you to Katie. The Irishwoman was standing at the sidelines, waiting for you.
The referee resumed the game, Arsenal now being down to ten players. The whole stadium was in uproar.
Your freekick had taken twenty seconds – the average took thirty. How was this time-wasting?
Katie could feel your body shaking as she pushed you into the shower and turned it on. She waited for you just outside of the door, a fluffy towel in her arms, ready to cuddle you to death.
She understood that you didn’t want to talk, instead filling the silence with telling you everything that had happened on the bench. “- and then Manu said that-“ She couldn’t keep going, her heart broke more and more, seeing you sit in your cubby, dressed in her sweatpants and hoodie, face all red and puffy.
Tears were still making their way down your face. “Oh, baby.” With soft coos the defender tugged you up and into her chest, just to sit down with you on her lap again.
You were exhausted, still not understanding why you had gotten a red card.
One after the other the girls came into the room – the game was over.
Kim was the first person at your side, pressing a gentle kiss to your head. Mumbling a little “Proud of ya.”
The others tried to cheer you up, but it was Katie who made you laugh. Your girlfriend, ever the jokester impersonating the referee who had gotten nutmegged by Alessia during the game. “God her face is just so stupid!” You just couldn’t help but laugh, Katie’s dimples smiling at you.
The brunette knew that while it was still fresh it would hurt but you would get over it.
And so would the fans – they were enraged with both of the cards you had been given, but it seems that your title of ‘goody-two-shoes’ would remain intact, even after getting a red card.
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ziyech22 · 2 years
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not thiago :(((
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