#Jonas Eidevall

[putellasawfc]

absolutely can’t get over this video of jonas hugging beth after her head injury & giving the player who injured her the dirtiest look and finger wag when she tries to interact with beth 😭😭 he’s sooo funny for this

[meademalove]

No, actually, this is true.

[avaf00rd]

Vivianne Miedema and Jonas Eidevall

[arsenal-womens-1]

secret 3rd kid

all the Dutch is from google translate so sorry if it’s wrong

[part 2]

Walking into the locker room where you would be spending the next 2 years of your life felt like a dream. It's all you have ever dreamt of playing with the best, taking after your mama. It's a big name to be associated with; everyone loves her, she is one of the best coaches in the game.

The door opening startles you. Looking at the clock on the wall, you realize you had been standing there for 30 minutes. An English voice startles you out of thought. “Hey, who are you? Are you meant to be here?” Before you can answer, the only real familiar voice responds to that question. “I guess we'll just have to do introductions now. You guys, this is Amalia Glotzbach, she is one of the new girls.”

Looking at the faces of the 4 girls standing not that far away from you, you can tell they were not expecting a new girl at the moment. Looking carefully at their faces, you try to see if any of them recognize your last name. By the looks on their faces, nobody knows, which you kinda expect from the girls that don't know your mama as you play under your dad's last name.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turn to look at your new manger. “Do you want to introduce yourself properly?” Taking in a shaky breath, you nod at him. “Hey, I'm Amalia Glotzbach. I'm 16, I'll be 17 in a month. I've been playing football since I've been able to walk. I'm from the Netherlands.”

After saying the Netherlands part, Viv must have put two and two together. “Het kind van jouw Sarina.” (Your Sarina’s kid.) You smile at her. The other girls look confused. “Ja, ze is mijn moeder, mmm, kun je het misschien aan niemand vertellen? Ik wil gewoon gezien worden als mezelf en niet als Sarina Wiegman, jongen. Ik wil laten zien dat ik hier niet ben, alleen vanwege wie mijn moeder is. Ik weet dat mensen er ooit achter zullen komen, maar voor zover de wereld weet heeft ze maar twee kinderen.” (Yeah, she's my mama. Mmm, could you maybe not tell anyone? It's just I want to be seen as me and not Sarina Wiegman's kid. I want to show that I'm not here just because of who my mama is. I know at some point that people will figure it out, but as far as the world knows, she only has 2 kids.)

Waiting for her to reply, you look at the other three very confused girls. “Sorry about that,” you fake smile at them. After another brief silence, Viv speaks up. “Ik zal het aan niemand vertellen.” (I won't tell anyone.) Sending Viv a small smile, Beth speaks up. “I'm so confused but hey, I'm Beth Mead. Welcome to the team, kid.”

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There might be a second part of this I don’t know. and I’m sorry it’s so short I’ve tried my best to make it as long as I can

[totaly-obsessed]

Arsenal in the rain Appreciation

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Feat. Jonas:

[thunderquads2]

Jonas: I think we're missing something.

Kim: Teamwork?

Leah: Cohesion?

Katie: Half of our fucking team?

[literary-lesbian]

jonas what the fuck. we're not just pissed she's leaving, we're pissed that you're making the wrong decision??

he says they're building "Arsenal as strong as possible for the future" - you think the WSL's top scorer is not a strong asset to have?

"We want nothing more than to be as successful as possible on the pitch" - YOU HAD THE MOST SUCCESSFUL PLAYER. WHAT DO YOU MEAN

[pernillecfcw]

The absolute shithoursery I love it 😂😍

[eimids]

okay miss hayes was that push really needed🤨🤨🤨🤨

[loverleah]

what the fuck is this emma hayes❤️ no but genuinely is she joking…jonas’ face HAHAHHA

[katiemccabeswife]

sassy swedish man 🧍‍♂️

[museszm]

In anticipation of the game tonight here’s a poster I made for it

[meademalove]

Haha this is very sweet of him!

[bdwoso]

❓

[arsenal-womens-1]

Secret 3rd kid part two

[Part 1]

After chatting with the girls for a bit, I picked up my bag, which was definitely heavier than it needed to be. That's a problem for another day. Saying goodbye to the 4 girls, I walked out of the training facility.

A cold shiver ran down my spine as the English weather hit me. Walking to the car, I glanced back at the facility. This was home until 2025. It was definitely different from my old team.

Getting into my car, I put on my seatbelt after starting the car and connected my phone to the Bluetooth, playing a random playlist. About 15 minutes later, at a red light, I got an Instagram notification

Arsenal Women just posted. Seconds later, my phone started blowing up with people following me. Turning back to the road, I turned right, parking my car.

Walking into the apartment building, I climbed the stairs and opened the door to my apartment. Boxes were scattered everywhere. Walking to the window in the living room, the sound of rain echoed through my apartment. This was life now. 6 hours and 41 minutes away from everything

I knew and loved. It was scary. I knew nothing about this country except that my mama was the coach of the national team. I knew nobody. I knew a lot of the lounges but not all of it.

Walking over to the bedroom, I pulled the mattress off from leaning against the wall and let it fall to the ground. Opening one of the boxes next to where the mattress was, I pulled out a blanket and pillow, throwing them on the bed.

Flopping down after curling up under the blanket, I listened to the rain and the cars. I must have fallen asleep at some point. It was now 6:30 am.

I had a meeting at 9:30, and then the team doctor wanted to have a chat and a checkup, something about me playing again.

I had only played 10 minutes in my last game, having just come back from an Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL) tear. They just wanted to ask questions and see how it was doing and how I was doing.

Getting up, I walked to the boxes in the corner of the room, opening them. I grabbed the first thing I saw—a gray cropped hoodie with matching pants. For shoes, I picked Air Jordan 1 Mid College Gray. Walking to the fridge, I got out the only thing that was in there: a strawberry Greek yogurt. After I finished it, I threw it in the bin.

Walking to the door, I picked up my car keys. The car ride over to the training center was uneventful. Walking through the door, I was greeted by the media team. I waved at them, walking past, realizing I had no clue where anything was.

Luckily, Jonas came out of nowhere. "Hey, I thought you might need a bit of help finding where everything is." We both started walking in the direction I kinda remembered. "Yeah, I kinda forgot where to go." Turning left, there was a door that said meeting room. "Yeah, a lot of new people do for the first 2 or 3 days." Chuckling a bit, I replied, "Glad to know I'm not the only person to ever get lost on their first day."

Walking into the room, most seats were taken, but there were a few open ones in the front. Hearing the door open, everyone looked at it. I walked over to one of the open seats.

[lucawrites11]

i just don’t get why he keeps playing her when it’s clear she’s not at 100%. she’s still wearing strapping, having to keep coming off early as precaution, almost didn’t make the most recent england camp & missed one of their games, and also has (seemingly) even had painkiller injections for that knee too. like… just rest her? or sub her on at the end.

the answer is actually quite simple

he's a complete fucking idiot with no creativity and absurd biases and far too much stubborn-ness