these commentators feel like the way the fox olympics broadcasts try to talk about some sport most people dont follow and try to hype up the one american competing and when that athlete doesnt do the best and falls out of medal contention the entire broadcast gets soooo awkward after spending the past week plastering the world with their name and thats kinda the energy some of these commentators are bringing to caitlin clark on that liberty fever broadcast and it just feels like its setting everyone up for failure shes not gonna be candace parker roty and mvp and i worry the level of expectations for cc are like impossible for anyone to meet will people turn on her say shes not that good decide to drop the W which like good riddance but it just sucks to watch let her have growing pains we literally did this with sabrina not that long ago!! feels like a weird gamble to recruit some of the worst types of fans and so much disrespect for literally all other players its driving me nuts
I think the broadcasting team today was the Fever's home broadcasting team. So they'll be covering Clark all year. They should prepare a variety of Fever storylines to really get these fans invested in this underdog team. The goal needs to be turning fans of a college favorite into fans of a WNBA underdog.
I saw someone tweet a picture of Caitlin Clark holding Katie Lou's baby daughter. And it only had a few hundred likes. Only a few hundred! A tweet like that would have thousands of likes if it was posted during Clark's college career.
Iowa fangirls can help fix this by shoving Fever content down everyone's throats. Become obsessed with CC's new teammates the way you were obsessed with her Iowa teammates. Turn Indianapolis into Hollywood
There's talent and potential on this team. Underdog fans get their thrills from seeing that potential unfold
Tagged by @transdiaz to put my playlist on shuffle and give the first 10. I only spotify playlist for my blorbos so I'm just using the top 100 from last year. O7
1. Gleam Behind the Ghosts - August and After
2. Give My Body Back - The Low Anthem
3. Habits- Genevieve Stokes
4. What Once Was - Her's
5. Run Boy Run - Woodkid
6. The Body is a Blade - Japanese Breakfast
7. Rose Mountain - Screaming Females
8. A Werewolf - Attic Abasement (!!!!)
9. Earthbound - The Accidentals
10. Tidal Wave - The Mountain Goats
I'm tagging @bilarper and @demasc if you want to, and whoever else wants to do it!
Tagged by @antiquesintheattic for my top 10 albums of all time thank u Lexi!!! I did my best to put them roughly in order, but the only one set in stone is Tim as #1… that is my album!!!!
1. Tim- The Replacements
2. The Idler Wheel…-Fiona Apple
3. Paul’s Boutique- Beastie Boys
4. Street Hassle- Lou Reed
5. Hejira- Joni Mitchell
6. Imperial Bedroom- Elvis Costello
7. Daydream Nation- Sonic Youth
8. Exile in Guyville- Liz Phair
9. One Beat- Sleater-Kinney
10. Twice Removed- Sloan
Blonde on Blonde and Murmur got left behind in this list, in a different mood they might be on here… but this is my truth today 😋
It's really funny bcs I am down with nicknames as long as they aren't variations on my name. Loo/Lou? More than fine. My friend called me Red for a while cuz I dyed my hair red, fine. "The girl in the pokemon hat"? I will answer to that. But god if you call me Lexie or Alexis or Ally I will leap at you like a rabid animal and kill you with my bare fucking hands.
want nothing more than to be back at home again - anthony beauvillier
series: into moonlight
summary: another hockey day, another hockey trade.
word count: 1,204
Maggie wasn’t expecting the hardest part of a trade to be Tito being in New York but staying in a hotel room in Manhattan.
He’d left their apartment to meet the Canucks for the first time, two large suitcases in tow, and Maggie sat on the couch expecting him to be home after practice for a nap. What she got—and what they’d talked about—was a quick phone call as he was crawling into bed. Although, that definitely added to her confusion because roadie naps were usually preceded by a text, not a call.
Nothing was making sense.
Just as she would for any road game when she had free time, Maggie curled herself up on the couch. Only, the Islanders hoodie she was wearing suddenly felt traitorous. She’d seen the photos of him in a Canucks jersey and knew that he was wearing the number 72 again and yet it took her a moment to find him on the ice whenever the commentators said his name; years of watching him meant she was eventually about to find him just by the way he skated at least.
That paled in comparison, though, to walking into UBS Arena and walking down towards the ice, not up to the family box as she usually did. Cheyenne had been mortified at the idea that Maggie would even think she wasn’t allowed in the family box, and Grace had followed it up with a phone call to really make sure she knew. She still sat in the seat she’d paid a couple of hundred dollars for at the last minute.
It was poetic, maybe, watching both Tito and Bo Horvat score their first goals against their old teams in their first head-to-head game since the trade. Maggie mostly just sat quietly and tried not to draw too much attention to herself whenever the Canucks scored—at the end of the day, she wanted Tito to score and his team to win more than she wanted anything else out of a hockey game.
Weirder still—and Maggie did not know how it kept getting weirder—was walking into the depths of UBS Arena. Lou Lamoriello was a man of many rules and one that Maggie had never dared break was family not being allowed to wait outside the locker room, he couldn’t stop her from hanging outside the visitor’s locker room, though.
She’d still made Tito ask permission first.
“Lou would lose his mind if he knew you were down here.”
Mat was walking towards her, hair wet and demeanour far more jovial than she would have expected after such a close loss, and Maggie hugged him.
“Lou can kiss my ass after what he’s done.”
“Vancouver’s a great city,” Mat told her earnestly. “Tito sent me the place the Canucks found for him—it looks pretty great.”
“It all looks amazing,” Maggie agreed, though her shoulders lifted in an uncertain shrug. “No idea when I’m going to be able to get there, but I am looking forward to it.”
Maggie listened to Mat’s tales of Vancouver, of all the places he thought she should go when she got there—from the regular touristy things like Capilano to the places in Coquitlam he still visited every summer when he went home. He, again, offered up his bedroom at his parents’ house if they ever needed it even if Coquitlam wasn’t far from Vancouver, and mentioned multiple times that if Maggie wanted a friend, he would happily re-introduce her to his sister.
She sighed, deep and heavy, “I hadn’t even thought about the friend thing. I got a nice message from one of the WAGs on Instagram with her phone number. Lexie Demko?”
“It’s good that someone did. I think the captain’s wife normally would but—”
“We’re trading places, yeah.”
The Canucks players had started to leave during their conversation, slowly trickling out. Some of them greeted Mat briefly but nobody stopped for a proper chat—none of them knew who Maggie was either, so they didn’t stop to introduce themselves. She wasn’t upset by it; in fact, she was more relieved with every one of them that past because it was one less person she may have to talk to that night.
Tito finally emerged and Maggie didn’t think she’d ever been more relieved to see him. She folded herself into him as soon as he was by her side and felt her body sag with a release of tension. It had been a matter of days since she’d seen him yet it had felt longer than every road trip he’d ever been on.
She stayed close to him through his conversation with Mat and some quick introductions to some of his new teammates, faces and names she knew separately but could now put together.
Mat left not long after, leaving Maggie and Tito standing in the nearly deserted corridor.
Maggie frowned at him, saying, “It’s going to be easier when you’re actually in Vancouver and not half an hour away in Manhattan.”
“I have permission to come home tonight,” he revealed, already visibly bracing for Maggie to launch herself at him. She had the awareness to not wrap her legs around his waist, instead keeping them on the ground as she clutched him as close as humanly possible.
Leaving the Island was hard. It was the only place she knew to be home and, quite frankly, leaving it wasn’t a possibility she had considered beyond a surface level thought.
She watched impatiently as their belongings were loaded into boxes and then into a moving truck; she had Peyton on FaceTime from California who was, not for the first time, talking Maggie through the moving process. Peyton had moved to California with her non-hockey playing boyfriend in the summer of 2022, so at least Maggie wasn’t also having to say goodbye to her.
It was a home they’d made together and, to be quite frank, she wasn’t totally enthused about moving into an apartment in Vancouver, no matter how nice it was.
Still, she packed up their house, didn’t cry as much as she thought she would, and hopped on a plane with a large suitcase to get her through the wait while the movers drove straight across the entire continent.
Vancouver is undeniably beautiful from the air, Maggie recognised as she stared out the window over the mountains and the water; nicer to look at than the view coming into either JFK or La Guardia.
In an ideal world, Tito would have met Maggie at the airport. In the real world, he had morning skate and a game against the Flyers that evening. Their schedules lined up enough, though, that he was back from practice and waiting in their new home when she called him from the street.
Seeing Tito, even after just a week, had a relieved smile growing on Maggie’s face.
“I’ve never missed you so much,” she admitted, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing onto her toes to kiss him—it wasn’t particularly passionate or desperate, they were both just happy to be together.
“It’s been weird,” he agreed. “Do you want to see our new home?”
“Lead the way, babe.”
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Lex, or as her pestering ranch mate calls her, Lexi-Lou, is a retired rodeo queen who’s got nothing better to do than care for her beloved horses. After a serious injury, however, she’s taken time off from the sport to enjoy life as a stable hand and really appreciate what life has to offer.
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Well, even until then, she’d manage herself and the ranch alongside the others for now. Though, the horses were her side of the fence; she’d rather not have one of the boys try to handle her rather temperamental Clydesdale, Cooper.