but linaaahhh, what comes after the football? —my aida
the basketball and then the baseball and let’s not mention that soccer is year round, so i’m never un-busy or un-preoccupied with sports related stuff and things.
timmy and the rest of the sf giants are visiting the houston astros friday, august 19th - 21st and i can’t wait to see them. GUSH.
diamonds are a girl’s best friend, you know; and there is no place i’d rather be than the ballpark on a summer night. 
such stuff as dreams are made on

but linaaahhh, what comes after the football?
 
—my aida

the basketball and then the baseball and let’s not mention that soccer is year round, so i’m never un-busy or un-preoccupied with sports related stuff and things.

timmy and the rest of the sf giants are visiting the houston astros friday, august 19th - 21st and i can’t wait to see them. GUSH.

diamonds are a girl’s best friend, you know; and there is no place i’d rather be than the ballpark on a summer night. 

such stuff as dreams are made on

spirit animal: sheryl yoast played by hayden panettiere in remember the titans
if i had a dime for every time someone said, “you are like that crazy little girl from remember the titans,” i could afford superbowl anddd final four tickets.
i need a fairy godmother except for different kinds of balls and princes. 

spirit animal: sheryl yoast played by hayden panettiere in remember the titans

if i had a dime for every time someone said, “you are like that crazy little girl from remember the titans,” i could afford superbowl anddd final four tickets.

i need a fairy godmother except for different kinds of balls and princes. 

horns hoops (#11) january, 19th vs a&m (#10)
tristan thompson #13jordan hamilton #3dogus balbay #4
corey joseph #5gary johnson #1j’covan brown #14
texas 81, a&m 60
this was a fucking glorious game. 
jordan had 27 points and 8 defensive rebounds. swish swish swish. it’s effortless. some of those jumpers—he barely had to leave the floor. he didn’t miss a single 2-point shot. not one. 
i fell in fucking love with tristan. he scored 8 of the first 12 points. and his dunks. i thought i was going to faint. the alley-oop dunk from j’covan set me the fuck off. 
texas defense is sick. the man-to-man pressure is sick. every time i see gary’s superman arms defensively fly around, i can hardly contain myself. BOOM! anddd balbay. swoon. my heart. 
((anddd balbay was recognized before the game started on behalf of state farm scholarships for having a 3.2 gpa. woot woot. brilliant basketball player. brilliant boy. mmm yes.))
i was sitting in a section of aggies and i will be honest, i do not think of them until they get in my face with their “saw em off” and “beat t.u.” bullfuckingshit. i went into this game thinking, “okay, this is going to be close, you have got to keep it together, be prepared, etc etc.” the second i got to my seat, they were being utterly obnoxious with all this fucking “whoop”ing and inferiority complexes. my. good. god. 
this is fantastic:
i don’t heckle very much, if ever. i’ll yell at the officials—that’s about it. i just don’t see the point of heckling opposing players. i’d rather spend my energy cheering for my boys, thank you very much. you aggies should do the same instead of talking shit the whole game when you’re down 10, 15, 20, 23 points. fucking loser assholes.
so it’s one of those in-game promotions and one our ut male cheerleaders in on the mic trying to get people excited ((it is depressingly tame at the basketball games—i promise you, i am the loudest person there, easy)) and this idiot aggie sitting a couple rows behind me has the audacity to yell:
you’re a male cheerleader!!!
and i just could not stand for this, i tell you, i could not ignore this. this is a ludicrous, embarrassing thing to say when you are an aggie BECAUSE they only have male cheerleaders which they fittingly call “yell leaders”—i am rolling my eyes.
i stand up and turn around and there is so much sass, i didn’t even realize it in the moment. i said, ever so sternly and decidedly,
dude, ya’ll only have MALE CHEERLEADERS so please shut up.
he looked so perfectly sheepish, i felt the rush of such incomparable pride—i love love love sticking up for ut and i love when it’s not just passion based, i love when i’m fucking indisputably right, to the fucking t correct and don’t you dare try to say anything back you asshole jerk. what is even more wonderful is that longhorns in my section start applauding me. i even curtsied because i am badfuckingass like that.
good god. i was high off that shit for hours. i didn’t get to bed until 2am. anddd i’m still pumped about it. we’re traveling to lawrence on this wknd to face #2 kansas. they are unreal and i am sooohhh excited. i just want them to play and play well and do their best. two days. deep breaths.
hook ‘em hoops.

horns hoops (#11) january, 19th vs a&m (#10)

tristan thompson #13
jordan hamilton #3
dogus balbay #4

corey joseph #5
gary johnson #1
j’covan brown #14

texas 81, a&m 60

this was a fucking glorious game. 

jordan had 27 points and 8 defensive rebounds. swish swish swish. it’s effortless. some of those jumpers—he barely had to leave the floor. he didn’t miss a single 2-point shot. not one. 

i fell in fucking love with tristan. he scored 8 of the first 12 points. and his dunks. i thought i was going to faint. the alley-oop dunk from j’covan set me the fuck off. 

texas defense is sick. the man-to-man pressure is sick. every time i see gary’s superman arms defensively fly around, i can hardly contain myself. BOOM! anddd balbay. swoon. my heart. 

((anddd balbay was recognized before the game started on behalf of state farm scholarships for having a 3.2 gpa. woot woot. brilliant basketball player. brilliant boy. mmm yes.))

i was sitting in a section of aggies and i will be honest, i do not think of them until they get in my face with their “saw em off” and “beat t.u.” bullfuckingshit. i went into this game thinking, “okay, this is going to be close, you have got to keep it together, be prepared, etc etc.” the second i got to my seat, they were being utterly obnoxious with all this fucking “whoop”ing and inferiority complexes. my. good. god. 

this is fantastic:

i don’t heckle very much, if ever. i’ll yell at the officials—that’s about it. i just don’t see the point of heckling opposing players. i’d rather spend my energy cheering for my boys, thank you very much. you aggies should do the same instead of talking shit the whole game when you’re down 10, 15, 20, 23 points. fucking loser assholes.

so it’s one of those in-game promotions and one our ut male cheerleaders in on the mic trying to get people excited ((it is depressingly tame at the basketball games—i promise you, i am the loudest person there, easy)) and this idiot aggie sitting a couple rows behind me has the audacity to yell:

you’re a male cheerleader!!!

and i just could not stand for this, i tell you, i could not ignore this. this is a ludicrous, embarrassing thing to say when you are an aggie BECAUSE they only have male cheerleaders which they fittingly call “yell leaders”—i am rolling my eyes.

i stand up and turn around and there is so much sass, i didn’t even realize it in the moment. i said, ever so sternly and decidedly,

dude, ya’ll only have MALE CHEERLEADERS so please shut up.

he looked so perfectly sheepish, i felt the rush of such incomparable pride—i love love love sticking up for ut and i love when it’s not just passion based, i love when i’m fucking indisputably right, to the fucking t correct and don’t you dare try to say anything back you asshole jerk. what is even more wonderful is that longhorns in my section start applauding me. i even curtsied because i am badfuckingass like that.

good god. i was high off that shit for hours. i didn’t get to bed until 2am. anddd i’m still pumped about it. we’re traveling to lawrence on this wknd to face #2 kansas. they are unreal and i am sooohhh excited. i just want them to play and play well and do their best. two days. deep breaths.

hook ‘em hoops.

blake the quake griffin

47 points, 2 minutes. FORTY-SEVEN POINTS vs the pacers yesterday. 

straight, raw power. i love watching this fool play some basketball. 

blake related things that are awesome:

((one)) dar said she fancies his pirouette ((360)) dunks. 

((two)) k has adopted this term and is now throwing it around unabashedly.

((three)) i am single handedly getting everyone around me super excited ((see above)) or driving them absolutely bonkers ((see below)) bc i love love love sports sooohhh very much and good god, do i ever love the basketball.

lina—you need to calm down. everyone likes sports. you don’t need to love it so much. it’s okay. it’s just some guys throwing a ball around on a court. CAAALLLMMM DOWN. you’re driving me crazy.—dad! do something about your daughter!!! —my middle sister, the elizabeth

favorite thing: laying on the couch, head on someone’s lap ((hopefully, they are playing with my hair)) with any sporting event in hd on an obnoxiously big tv ((or better yet a projection screen)) OR reading while said someone watches one of their shows*
((i don’t watch a lot of tv, but i don’t mind when people do. everyone has their thing. i find it endearing. i really appreciate the things people spend their time doing.
i’d love for people to read ((more)), but hey, the world is an imperfect place.
the time you waste doing stuff and things you enjoy/need/want to do is never wasted. never. i am a firm believer in this.
*here, i love the unsuspecting juxtaposition: one person intently watching one of their shows, the other voraciously consumed in a book/reading of some kind. neither of you talk to the other bc it’s unnecessary. you are together, sharing space, touching, breathing and all the while, being independent, doing your own thing. 
this is where i find perfection in relationships. these moments are my favorite.))

favorite thing: laying on the couch, head on someone’s lap ((hopefully, they are playing with my hair)) with any sporting event in hd on an obnoxiously big tv ((or better yet a projection screen)) OR reading while said someone watches one of their shows*

((i don’t watch a lot of tv, but i don’t mind when people do. everyone has their thing. i find it endearing. i really appreciate the things people spend their time doing.

i’d love for people to read ((more)), but hey, the world is an imperfect place.

the time you waste doing stuff and things you enjoy/need/want to do is never wasted. never. i am a firm believer in this.

*here, i love the unsuspecting juxtaposition: one person intently watching one of their shows, the other voraciously consumed in a book/reading of some kind. neither of you talk to the other bc it’s unnecessary. you are together, sharing space, touching, breathing and all the while, being independent, doing your own thing. 

this is where i find perfection in relationships. these moments are my favorite.))

when i play sports, i always feel like i am making art—i always have. think about it: you are making art with your body. i dont know; i was always on the creative side in sports. —friend, athlete

i love sports and its athletes. there is so much to admire: the dedication, creativity, athleticism. it’s a beautiful thing. 

it’s gonna be a crazy wk of sports starting with tonight’s giants @ cowboys mnf game; and then nba starts back up tmrw;  and then the world series on wednesday; and before you know it, it will be saturday and sunday double football. mlia. 

i should learn to love and appreciate wednesdays more. 

(one) it’s more than halfway through the work week for me since i do halvsies on friday at the office and there’s no babysitting.

(two) i get to leave the office at 330pmish but i don’t have to be babysitting till 530pm so i have two hours in the afternoon to just fuck about: mtg up with a friend, acquiring noms, reading, bookstore perusing, window shopping, etc etc.

plenty to love and appreciate.

idk, wednesdays are just tough days for me. i’m usually a bit out of sorts and sooohhh tired and def anxious for the wknd. 

today is going to be fantastic though.

mae and i are going to have lunch. she works at the four. we’re like five blocks apart. we need to do lunch more often. starting today. 

anddd zomg so much sports: barcelona at 2pm, rangers at 3pm, and giants at 630pm. 

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xabi was out for the match vs lithuania bc of the flu last wk but he’s back in action vs scotland today. he is such a stellar midfielder. i am so proud of el capitan.

i don’t know how, but he just drops the ball right in your fucking lap—silva, you need to be there for that. for. serious. you’re killing me. i grabbed my hair in frustration, too. 

soccer at the office. that’s how i do it.

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oh, mondays.

today is my good friend’s quarter-century birthday! 

hap-hap-HAPPEH BIRTHDAY!!!

we’ve been watching a lot of sports together and it has been fantastic. srsly, there is nothing else i’d rather do.

tonight’s mnf game stars two of his favorites: cedric griffin, stout, nasty cornerback for the vikings ((of hometown glory—he used to play for texas)) and the coolest dude in the league, jets quarterback, mark sanchez ((i’m not a fan of mark, but today, i’ll cheer for him—just for you!)); anddd the freak is slated to pitch game four vs the braves tonight. 

cedric, timmy, and mark are dedicating this monday night of freakishly awesome games to you! happy birthday, bro.

i hope it’s fanfuckingtastic. have a day bc it’s YOUR birthday!!! 

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and here’s a virtual panda hug for you. clearly, i’m the asian girl. you can be the panda this time. so fluffy!

hap-hap-HAPPEH BIRTHDAY!!!