but seriously bobby ryan/hope solo
This trip was amazing up until the point last night when I found out that Gaby Sanchez had been traded and then I just had to cry for a while and then be horribly lol defensive of Scott Cousins. But I'm not here to talk about that, I'm here to talk about all I will be talking about until they end: THE OLYMPICS!
As a note: seriously, if you think the BBC isn't jingoistic as fuck compared to NBC, let me point you to where the BBC announcers refer to Cristian Rosso and Ariel Suarez EXCLUSIVELY as "the young pretenders" and say heinous shit about them constantly, though less when they're only crushing NZ instead of threatening GB. Rosso and Suarez, btw, ROCKED NEW ZEALAND'S WORLD yesterday, winning their semifinal and going on to the final where they're going to row for gold. Also, they won that race with Rosso not quite keeping his blades at the right height, which means if he can improve that in the final, oh boy.
Manchester was amazing. I have rarely regretted the choice of the prestigious program over Manchester's better suited to me program, but oh my god, what a city. And even better was all the yelling about how Ebs is totally overrated in order to make doctor_denmark cry and jess_darkwater yelling "LET ME LOVE YOU, HOPE SOLO" at the match (which was AMAZING, but I don't have much to say about it other than the trolls with the South Korean flag behind the one goal were amazing and oh god, my crush on Abby Wambach, let me show you it). Soooooo many feelings happened and I wasn't operating at 100% because I'd walked ~3 miles through Manchester. (Which was great! I'm so in love with that city! I felt almost-but-not-quite at home, more at home than I've felt anywhere else in England.)
My stitches are out, thanks to a few too many glasses of wine while watching the Argentinian rowers and a pair of scissors. My hand no longer complains when I stretch while typing, which is AWESOME. I maaaay be writing Grindr fic as a result of this weekend, mostly because Jess got Hannah to promise other things if it gets written and I really want those other things. (We may only be able to hold her to a babysitter Jeff sequel, but I've got my fingers crossed for Bobby Ryan/Hope Solo.) Spoiler: it's Versteeg fic and when the Kings are in town, he makes plans and it turns out to be Richie and they do not bone because they have no chemistry. (He would go home and bone Weiss instead, because they have way better chemistry, but Weiss is in a chaste relationship with his couch and his dog and doesn't do things like have sex.)
In which the Ukrainian women's quad wins gold and stroke is either depressed (she bet on the Americans, obviously) or overcome with feelings.
The Romanian men's four doing ... something ... before their race. The kit on the one on the left seems to be a different color and the one second from the right has something funny going on, possibly insecurity about his abs.
New Zealand have the best unisuits, as much as any unisuit can be called the best. This is their men's pair breaking a world record, no big deal.
Rower face is my favorite kind of face; here are four excellent examples.
MY FAVORITE OF ALL THE ROWERS, even if his technique is RUBBISH, because there's a reason for that! Rowing for everyone!
Seven and five, the point of kit is to MATCH YOUR TEAM. >:( But check out all that rower face.
Not actually taken at night, but looking at the bottom half of this picture, I want to SOB with jealousy. I need to learn to scull.
The German men's eight is my current favorite. All the way on the right is their cox, THIS IS WHY MERLIN WOULD BE A TERRIBLE COX, HE IS TOO LARGE!
Germany's stroke is 90% of why I'm in love with them. (P.S. Bow/Two OTP.)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, STROKE, STOP THAT.
Jumping into the water/getting thrown in is great. Especially in white kit, hey boys.
Germany wins, Canada loses -- for values of 'lose' that equal 'won silver,' but I'll take it.
GB's pair (amazeballs) dominating the competition on the way to gold. (USA is the far boat, NZ is the near one.)
After they won gold! They're so happy!
They're not as good-looking a pair as Erin and Susan, but they will do.
This is a much better picture, as it's GB's men's eight being CRUSHED about winning bronze. Serves them right, the men's eights heats were the ones where I first started LOATHING the coverage here. (The women's eights were where it was cemented.) Also, America was a fraction of a second behind them and so could've won bronze and therefore I hate them. >:(
Canada, you are terrible, let me count the ways! 1. EYES IN THE BOAT. 2. There are only two of you, AT LEAST WEAR YOUR HATS THE SAME WAY AROUND, WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF A HAT IF IT'S BACKWARDS? 3. bow's horrible tan. 4. oh god that kit, seriously. The only way it would be worse would be if it were white on the bottoms. CANADA WHY ARE YOU SO TERRIBLE?
Canada's men's eight after winning silver. Mmmm, rower butt. Not as great as hockey butt, but pretty great.
if you're all wearing sunglasses, WEAR MATCHING ONES, TOO. >:(
That's better.
This is how you do coordinating kit, Australia!
This is here for their attractive arms, mostly.
oh the Australians have rolled their unisuits down, what a surprise. (who doesn't, unisuits are horrible) I'm just amazed they've not taken off their tops.
The American men give such good face. Bow needs to get in on those American Men's Rowers Sunglasses, though.
Look at our quad scullers after winning bronze! Look at their faces! Their excited faces! Megan Kalmoe (I think) has the best face!
I want to sing God Bless America so bad right now. I really love those glasses, I'm not totally sure what it is.
The end.
This entry was originally posted here at Dreamwidth. Comment here, there, or anywhere!
As a note: seriously, if you think the BBC isn't jingoistic as fuck compared to NBC, let me point you to where the BBC announcers refer to Cristian Rosso and Ariel Suarez EXCLUSIVELY as "the young pretenders" and say heinous shit about them constantly, though less when they're only crushing NZ instead of threatening GB. Rosso and Suarez, btw, ROCKED NEW ZEALAND'S WORLD yesterday, winning their semifinal and going on to the final where they're going to row for gold. Also, they won that race with Rosso not quite keeping his blades at the right height, which means if he can improve that in the final, oh boy.
Manchester was amazing. I have rarely regretted the choice of the prestigious program over Manchester's better suited to me program, but oh my god, what a city. And even better was all the yelling about how Ebs is totally overrated in order to make doctor_denmark cry and jess_darkwater yelling "LET ME LOVE YOU, HOPE SOLO" at the match (which was AMAZING, but I don't have much to say about it other than the trolls with the South Korean flag behind the one goal were amazing and oh god, my crush on Abby Wambach, let me show you it). Soooooo many feelings happened and I wasn't operating at 100% because I'd walked ~3 miles through Manchester. (Which was great! I'm so in love with that city! I felt almost-but-not-quite at home, more at home than I've felt anywhere else in England.)
My stitches are out, thanks to a few too many glasses of wine while watching the Argentinian rowers and a pair of scissors. My hand no longer complains when I stretch while typing, which is AWESOME. I maaaay be writing Grindr fic as a result of this weekend, mostly because Jess got Hannah to promise other things if it gets written and I really want those other things. (We may only be able to hold her to a babysitter Jeff sequel, but I've got my fingers crossed for Bobby Ryan/Hope Solo.) Spoiler: it's Versteeg fic and when the Kings are in town, he makes plans and it turns out to be Richie and they do not bone because they have no chemistry. (He would go home and bone Weiss instead, because they have way better chemistry, but Weiss is in a chaste relationship with his couch and his dog and doesn't do things like have sex.)
In which the Ukrainian women's quad wins gold and stroke is either depressed (she bet on the Americans, obviously) or overcome with feelings.
The Romanian men's four doing ... something ... before their race. The kit on the one on the left seems to be a different color and the one second from the right has something funny going on, possibly insecurity about his abs.
New Zealand have the best unisuits, as much as any unisuit can be called the best. This is their men's pair breaking a world record, no big deal.
Rower face is my favorite kind of face; here are four excellent examples.
MY FAVORITE OF ALL THE ROWERS, even if his technique is RUBBISH, because there's a reason for that! Rowing for everyone!
Seven and five, the point of kit is to MATCH YOUR TEAM. >:( But check out all that rower face.
Not actually taken at night, but looking at the bottom half of this picture, I want to SOB with jealousy. I need to learn to scull.
The German men's eight is my current favorite. All the way on the right is their cox, THIS IS WHY MERLIN WOULD BE A TERRIBLE COX, HE IS TOO LARGE!
Germany's stroke is 90% of why I'm in love with them. (P.S. Bow/Two OTP.)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, STROKE, STOP THAT.
Jumping into the water/getting thrown in is great. Especially in white kit, hey boys.
Germany wins, Canada loses -- for values of 'lose' that equal 'won silver,' but I'll take it.
GB's pair (amazeballs) dominating the competition on the way to gold. (USA is the far boat, NZ is the near one.)
After they won gold! They're so happy!
They're not as good-looking a pair as Erin and Susan, but they will do.
This is a much better picture, as it's GB's men's eight being CRUSHED about winning bronze. Serves them right, the men's eights heats were the ones where I first started LOATHING the coverage here. (The women's eights were where it was cemented.) Also, America was a fraction of a second behind them and so could've won bronze and therefore I hate them. >:(
Canada, you are terrible, let me count the ways! 1. EYES IN THE BOAT. 2. There are only two of you, AT LEAST WEAR YOUR HATS THE SAME WAY AROUND, WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF A HAT IF IT'S BACKWARDS? 3. bow's horrible tan. 4. oh god that kit, seriously. The only way it would be worse would be if it were white on the bottoms. CANADA WHY ARE YOU SO TERRIBLE?
Canada's men's eight after winning silver. Mmmm, rower butt. Not as great as hockey butt, but pretty great.
if you're all wearing sunglasses, WEAR MATCHING ONES, TOO. >:(
That's better.
This is how you do coordinating kit, Australia!
This is here for their attractive arms, mostly.
oh the Australians have rolled their unisuits down, what a surprise. (who doesn't, unisuits are horrible) I'm just amazed they've not taken off their tops.
The American men give such good face. Bow needs to get in on those American Men's Rowers Sunglasses, though.
Look at our quad scullers after winning bronze! Look at their faces! Their excited faces! Megan Kalmoe (I think) has the best face!
I want to sing God Bless America so bad right now. I really love those glasses, I'm not totally sure what it is.
The end.
This entry was originally posted here at Dreamwidth. Comment here, there, or anywhere!