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She can pull off everything ❤️✌🏻
Still available for anyone ❤️
I have an Ona Batlle 2022/2023 third shirt I’m looking to sell to someone
2XL
Never worn as too small
All tags are still intact
If anyone wants to purchase it will be £45 if someone wants it +pp
"David Beckham" Illustration, quick ink wash sketch of David. Illustrated by Christian Cimoroni
"David Beckham for H & M" (with mustache). Work in progress, pencil rendering on arches watercolor paper.
If you have seen Ted Lasso you may have noticed these unusual microphones used by the football commentators.
Despite being a microphone nerd, I had never seen anything like them before. So I decided to go into research mode and discovered these microphones are quite fascinating.
They are called "Lip-Ribbon" or "Commentator's" microphones.
They were specially designed by the BBC in the 1950s for extremely noisy environments. Soccer Football stadiums have peaked at 130 decibels so they needed something that would not get overwhelmed in that circumstance.
They use several very clever techniques to make sure only the voice is picked up and everything else is rejected.
First, they use a bidirectional polar pattern.
That means it will accept sound from two directions, but reject any sound coming in from the sides. And since the diaphragm is only exposed on one side, that helps reject sound coming from the other direction.
Next, the microphone is not very sensitive so you literally have to hold it up to your lips (hence "lip-ribbon") in order for your voice to have enough sound energy to vibrate the diaphragm.
That top part rests directly on your lip and there is a little pop filter to keep your plosives in check.
There is a built-in high pass filter so it rejects any sound below the frequencies typically used by the human voice.
But my favorite trick... a labyrinthian internal baffle system.
(I found a diagram of this when researching but then I lost the tab and I cannot find it again. So you'll just have to accept this crude photoshop I did in 30 seconds to help you understand.)
Sound is energy. And that energy is diminished the farther it travels. The inverse square law for sound states that the intensity of sound decreases by approximately 6 dB for each doubling of distance from the sound source. Sound also diminishes when it reflects off a surface.
That is a very sciency way of saying... make sounds go through a tiny maze and only sounds with the most energy will prevail.
So if you have your lip pressed up against the front of the mic, your voice's energy will make it through the labyrinth of baffles without issue. But every other sound in the stadium will have a much harder time getting through.
These mics may even be vuvuzela-proof.
And even more amazing... this microphone was designed in the 1950s and they have yet to create anything better for incredibly noisy environments.
Isn't that neat?
I think it is neat.
You know when I was a kid I used to think that soccer was British because it just sounds British.
Cristiano Ronaldo
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I would love to see this on a bus. Hot boy bulging in soccer shorts playing with it. Who has done this before?
Alleged video of Alisson Becker, Brazilian soccer player who shows the world that Brazilian Men are made. Go ahead, mate. Keep doing your drugs and fucking your sluts in a group. Alpha men like us. We do not owe anyone any satisfaction.
Presunto video de Alisson Becker, fútbolista brasileño que muestra al mundo de que están hechos los Hombres Brasileños. Adelante, compañero. Sigue haciendo tus drogas y follando a tus zorras en grupo. Machos alpha como nosotros. No le debemos ninguna satisfacción a nadie.
Quick sketches of Luka being a forest wizard (?)
Diego lainez bf - wearing his jesery to his game and him dedicating a goal to you making you go crazy and love him even more pls
— ☆ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐘 !!
diego lainez x fem!reader
sypnosis; you wear diego's jersey to his game and he dedicates a goal to you making you fall in love with him once again.
warnings; none, just pure fluff, short
authors note; so sorry for taking so long to post this, I've been having horrible writers block but I decided to work through it. hope you enjoy it !!
navigation. soccer player masterlists.
you had been choosing an outfit to wear to you boyfriend's soccer game against usa. you had ultimately decided on wearing his jersey. you could already imagine the huge smile on his face at the sight of you wearing his jersey when he looks at you sitting in the bleachers.
you paired the jersey with some jeans and pinned your hair up with a clip. you grabbed everything you needed before leaving the house and driving to the stadium, diego was already there due to him having to be their early. you had finally got to the stadium and you were sitting on the bleachers next to Karla, Memo's wife.
ever since you'd known her, you admired her and Memo's relationship. the way they were with each other was so precious and wholesome. It was as if no matter how much time passed, they're love only got stronger by the day.
of course, you knew what that type of love felt like but you were still young but you only hoped that you and Diego would make that far in your relationship and even more. you loved him so much and losing him was never something you could imagine. you couldn't even imagine your life before he came in it.
three years ago when you met him through mutual friends, immediately hitting it off well. for months after that night, all you could do was text each other. you started hanging out then going on dates and soon enough he had worked up the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend.
you, of course, said yes to him. how could you not, he was an amazing guy. he had every quality that only someone so perfect could have. he was sweet, caring, a gentleman, respectful, attractive. he was quite literally perfect in your eyes.
it was almost the end of the game, diego had looked your way multiple times but none of his reactions gave you a hint that he noticed the jersey yet. he had been very concentrated on the game and he had been doing amazing. the game was tied with with both teams having two points.
a player from usa had the ball with diego hot on his heels. one of diego's teammates went to get steal the ball but instead just bumped into the usa player. that ended up with diego getting the ball since the usa player had been pushed away from it.
diego ran with ball, with only 1 minute left of the game. he ran as fast a possible to the goal, 45 seconds. a player tried to stealing the ball only for diego to pass it to his teammate, 30 seconds. he continued running towards the goal and his teammate passed the ball towards him again seeing he had a clear shot, 15 seconds.
diego caught the ball and before he kicked it towards the goal he looked over at you and winked, making you smile and blush like crazy. he then kicked the ball hoping that it made it in before the time ran out. right as the clock hit one, the ball made it into the net, securing mexico's win. you and Karla stood up cheering as loud as possible.
diego looked up and scanned the crowd until his eyes landed on you. he smiled so brightly at you, you could've sworn his cheeks probably hurt. he finally took in your appearance and realized that you had his jersey on. his heart almost burst but his stare was cut short when his teammates all ran towards him.
they all congratulated him on the goal and then they headed towards the lockers to get ready to leave with their families. you and karla waited for most people to leave then headed towards the lockers to wait for your lovers.
the both of you watched as players slowly started headed out, biding you goodbye after you congratulated them. memo and diego soon enough came out as well. after you and diego said your goodbyes to the couple, they headed out as well.
you could feel diego staring at you so you look at him with furrowed eyebrows, "what?" he smiled at you, his eyes filled with you so much love at he took in your appearance once again, "you look so beautiful with my jersey on."
you smiled at him, "I knew you'd love it." he grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers together as you both started walking out the stadium. "I very much do love it, amor," a slight blush covered your cheeks at the pet name he loved to call you so much. "you did so good today, you know. I'm really proud of you."
he smiled softly at your words, "well there was this really gorgeous girl out in bleachers so I had to impress her." you raised your eyes brows in a teasing manner, "oh yeah, do you think you impressed her enough to get her attention?"
he smirked, "oh yeah. she told me she was really proud of me." this moment was so simple but yet to the both of you it felt so special. you were both so young and in love. this was one special moment from many to come in the many years you two would spend together.