The scrawny perv throws himself flat on his back,... grinding his leaking hard-on desperately against the crushing, sweat-slick avalanche of the colossal blubbery gut flattening him beneath. Right where the freak belongs. Coach Tiny spots diamond-level potential in the puny rookie. No holding back—he drops the full merciless tonnage, testing if the freak's cock stays rock-hard while the massive belly flattens ribs and squeezes lungs. So far? Still throbbing.show more

🚨 HE PARKED HIS DODGE CHALLENGER IN AN EMPTY... LOT… CAME BACK OUT… AND SOMEONE STILL PARKED RIGHT NEXT TO HIM He literally went to the far back - zero cars around, acres of open space. And yet when he walked back out, one single car chose the spot directly beside him. Not the row. Not the section. THE one spot next to his Challenger. There’s no way this is coincidence. This is a full blown behavioral study waiting to happen. Be honest - WHY do people do this??show more

🇺🇸 A man in California used bear spray to... stop a charging bear outside his Lake Tahoe cabin, and immediately got a face full of it himself. Cortlandt Koerwitz spun and unloaded the canister on instinct. The bear bolted and the overspray blew directly back into his face, leaving him temporarily struggling to breathe. He still says the spray saved him. Writer: Monicashow more

Ok, so now that we're kinda past laughing at... this idiot falling off the stage, there's something I picked up on You'll see it after reading this, if you haven't already. The absolute nastiness and arrogance of this pathetic weak little man is on full display in this video. Watch after the big guy helps him up back on his feet and the way he pulls himself away from that man, it's like "don't fuckin touch me" no thank you, no kiss my butt, he reefed his arm away from that man. That my friends is the real alboshow more

Sometimes honesty works against you in modern football. If... Virgil van Dijk throws himself to the floor like Gabriel did in the North London derby , the whistle probably goes. The contact gets magnified. VAR slows it down. The referee is forced into a decision. But he stays on his feet. He tries to defend honestly. He trusts the game to reward strength, balance, and integrity. And that honesty costs Liverpool because in today’s game, staying up can make it look like nothing happened. No fall. No drama. No foul. That’s the paradox football says it wants toughness. It says it doesn’t want players going down easily. But the reality? If you don’t go down, you don’t get the call. So what’s the lesson players learn? - Don’t be strong. - Don’t be honest. - Make sure the referee sees it. And that’s the part that hurts because sometimes doing the right thing on your feet ends up being the wrong decision on the scoreboard.show more

Had some commenters ask about Ousmane Kromah’s “Bow Legged:... ELITE Contact Balance”. It’s a theory I’ve had since first watching him on January 18th almost a year ago. One of the reasons I think he’s so special. Longer post as I breakdown this play👇 There’s a guy on his back that’s about to tackle him and a guy on his side trying to tackle him. Ous puts his right hand down to try and prevent a tackle. He tries to plant back legs and his right leg slips. He’s holding the weight of two people on top of him while balancing on one leg and one arm. Then he twists up entirely on one leg and throws them off. At one point, Ous has all of his weight on his left leg which is like fully extended. This defender is completely off the turf and on top of Ous and he just stands straight up likes it’s nothing. So he shouldn’t have been able to stay on his feet, but it’s even crazier he didn’t suffer a knee injury when you consider the weight on his back and the way his knee bent. I think being bow legged allows him to do stuff like this without sustaining injuries that any other human would. Glad I got to share this.show more

🇺🇸🙏🇺🇸 Oscar Austin jumped on a grenade at 21.... The Marine he saved lived. Austin did not. He was a Private First Class with the Ist Marine Division near Da Nang. Just 21 years old. An assistant machine gunner on an exposed observation post 6.5 miles west of the city. It was early morning. The line was thin. The enemy attacked hard. Automatic weapons ripped through the darkness. Grenades exploded inside the position. The post was surrounded. Austin fired from his fighting hole as bullets tore the dirt around him. Then he saw a Marine lying unconscious in the open. No cover. No movement. If left there, he would be k*Iled. Austin left safety. He ran straight through gunfire. He grabbed his wounded brother and dragged him back. Then a grenade landed beside them. Fuse burning. No time to think. Austin threw his body on it. The blast shattered his legs and tore through his torso. Shrapnel ripped into his side. He was bleeding out when he saw an enemy soldier advancing, weapon raised to k*ll the helpless Marine. Austin moved again. He placed himself between them. He was shot and collapsed, still shielding the man until other Marines drove the attacker back. The Marine survived. Oscar P. Austin did not. He received the Medal of Honor after his death in 1969. He was buried with honors. He never turned 22. Most Americans will never know what he did that morning. 🙏show more

sometimes i think abt how hardworking and disciplined minho... has been for all his life .. he volunteered at elderly homes, he took on multiple jobs while also studying to afford dance classes, he lived alone at a young age, he donated to sponsor children, he gave what he could to others even when he didn’t have much himself.. he took in stray kitties without hesitation and without even asking his mom first, just cus of how kind his heart is… </3 and even while he was working towards his dream he put others before himself along the way.. he never head it easy, he was never given anything for free… he always had to work hard for it and he never complained he got eliminated on the survival show for the sole reason of using his pain for engagement. he walked home in the rain cus he felt like he didn’t deserve a taxi. they broke him and disrespected him and he still showed up the next day to keep going and give everything he has. his dedication and commitment is insane ;; it honestly makes me so emotional… i feel sad thinking abt everything he went thru but at the same time i know this was always his dream. i don’t care abt streams or charts at all but seeing where the group is now just gives me so much relief. it means all his effort and hard work wasn’t for nothing :( i’m just rly proud for him… i’m so glad he got to achieve what he worked so hard for. today he’s able to buy the prettiest toys and treats for his kitties, able to spoil his family, able to casually buy a gucci bag for his dads bday… his face is on the biggest screens, everyone knows him. he must feel so accomplished </3 u came so far. i’m so so so proud of u minho. u deserve everything u have and so much moreshow more

Tomboi catching up with Benjamin, who’s been by his... side from tiny orphan to big bull. We rescued Tomboi nearly 23 years ago, when he was just days old. He remained in our care for the better part of a decade before reclaiming his place in the wild. By this point, the years he’s lived wild far outnumber the time he spent with us, but he has never forgotten the people who raised him or the place he calls home. He still drops by Ithumba periodically to visit Benjamin and the team. In the Samburu dialect, Tomboi means ‘boy without a father.’ It was a fitting name for the tiny orphan we rescued all those years ago. No matter how big he grows or how much time passes, Tomboi will always have his SWT family standing behind him. Watch to the end to see a photo of baby Tomboi; he’s in the red blanket, next to the infamous Wendi! Meet the orphans in our care and support their journeys back to the wild through an adoption:show more

2. Teasers / MV / Live presentations We believe... all the content should include all members. Not some content, but all of it. We see some people excusing the exclusion of Lee Know in some content because "he will appear in other content", we don't understand why he would be excluded out of any content when the group includes 8 members. There isn't an excuse for this to happen all the time. We will only talk about recent releases and God's Menu to not make this even longer. a) Gods Menu - A title track where they gave him zero lines and screen time (song that they continue to sing, so the company could have made a redistribution of the lines). b) Megaverse - They gave him lines in the initial release, but then they cut his part to 3 seconds, and decided to delete his center part leaving him with half of a line. c) Hall Of Fame - Every live presentation they would cut Lee Know on his own part recording from below all of the other members and only listening to Lee Know's voice without being able to look at him. d) S-Class - They stopped recording the kick he does and instead they record the other members, Lee Know sings there. e) JJAM - When it was dance racha time, Lee Know got almost no time, during the life presentation the moment he goes to the center he says his line "I know..." and while he says it, the screen gets black, so he doesn't have that time on screen, later he is placed at the back covered during the dance break. He is the dance leader. f) Walkin on Water' - During the live presentation, they decided to record everyone on his part, and cut it from his own fancam. g) Recent teasers - He was completely excluded from the first teaser and only included in the second one, he got no solo recording on the MV like the other members. h) Giant - There is a part on the video where all the members are shown, Lee Know is covered and the lights are lowered where he is, making him invisible. During the live presentation, they record other members on his part, they put the dance focus on others, being the only part he has where he sings alone. i) YOUTH - After the release of the MV, the company decided to edit the video causing views to freeze and deleting a very important part where it thanked the people involved. The time from when the video was finished to when it was published was enough to arrange all the details, and the part deleted was so big, it was impossible to miss it. This happened before with his other individual work “Dawn”, which was deleted after some time, and re-uploaded, deleting all the views it had accumulated. This means one of two things, the company puts less interest and effort in Lee Know's work, or the company is purposefully hindering Lee Know's work. Either of the two is unacceptable by a company with so many resources and that claims to be a leader in the industry. This only shows a lack of professionalism and care. j) Dance leader - We know he is the dance leader, and K-stays and the members have talked a lot about how involved he is and how hard he works in that position, but the company refuses to include any footage of him doing it, and even cuts the parts where he gives his all. Just recently K-Stays were raving about how hard Lee Know worked as the dance leader and how much effort it took, One Label cut all of that footage from the Talker. It appears they don't want stays to look at anything he does, or to not give him recognition for anything.show more

We’ve seen guys like Judge, Stanton, Wells and others... tinker with their stances to get into a better hitting position to attack strikes in the zone. When a guy like Volpe has struggled to hit consistently for his first 3 years, is constantly late on mid-velocity heaters in the middle of the zone and is constantly off-balance when he misses the off-speed stuff; you think to take a look at his pre-pitch habits especially what he’s doing with his hands and stride, and consider eliminating some of the unnecessary movements to simplify things and be ready to attack a pitch in the strike zone sooner. Volpe starts with his hands high above his head with some waggle to probably keep his hands moving and stay in rhythm, then as he strides he drops his hands into the slot while he loads, then wraps his hands behind him as he strides and keeps his weight back on his backside. That front foot needs to get down early as he gets his hands back to be ready to smoke something in the zone. Why hasn’t someone suggested dropping his hands pre-pitch in his stance to get them into the slot early, keep them back to prevent wrapping, and cut out one less moving part to get him better ready to attack pitches in the zone? He can even still have some waggle back there if he prefers to keep his hands moving. In theory if his hands are down and back already, all he needs to do is get his front foot down in time? It’s worth a try lolshow more

As I always say, comps are never enough to... judge a player (credit to Brazil Scout on YT / Brazil Scout on X), but this moment from Ifeanyi Ndukwe really caught my eye. For someone who’s close to 2 meters tall, the agility and footwork here are genuinely impressive. He bends his knees to drop his centre of gravity, adjusts his angle well, and crucially maintains a side-on stance instead of opening up. He stays on his toes for most of the sequence, only getting caught flat-footed right at the end. Even then, his reach compensates, allowing him to poke the ball away from distance. I remember watching his for Austria U17 vs Italy U17 a while back. He came on in the second half and didnt do a lot for me to note down, but his positioning and awareness were another strong qualities that I remember.show more

🚨Jason Cundy on Senne Lammens costly error against Spain:... "It was a nightmare error and costly blunder from lammens" 🗣️"He's now got to live with that. That's hard to feel as though the weight of the nation is on his young shoulders. The thing is with goalkeepers, right? They make a mistake like that nine times out of 10. The ball's in the back of the pay the absolute highest, most punishing price as a goalkeeper. You gather that every single day of the week. And for some reason he dropped it, doesn't react. Marinos on it and they've snuffed up the mistake." #Mufc #Belgium [talkSPORT]show more

Tigers Prospect Jackson Jobe averages 97mph ⛽️ Here are... the 3 keys to his delivery: 1. The drift and drop As he goes into his leg lift, notice how straight his back leg is. This sets him up to create a lot of energy and force as he goes into the drop (load). Along with keep the back leg straight into leg lift, he also gains ground towards home. This allow him to initiate linear momentum while also setting himself up for the load. 2. Hip to shoulder separation During the stride phase he does a great job of rotating the pelvis into foot plant while staying closed with the upper body. His ability to stay level with the shoulders and stacked puts him in a good position to rotate instead of push. 3. Rotational velocity of the chest Staying closed with the torso into foot plant plays a large role in rotational velocity of the chest. Think of separation like pulling a rubber band back. That pull back is creating tension and a stretch that will accelerate once it’s let go. Jackson does an exceptional job of this, allowing him to rotate the upper body extremely well. RECAP 3 keys to Jobe’s delivery: 1. The drift and drop 2. Hip to shoulder separation 3. Rotational velocity of the chest It all starts with the beginning of the delivery. Getting the first move right has a positive effect on the rest of the delivery. Jobe is a great example of one good move effecting the next one and the next one. FLATGROUND Pitchingshow more

"When the barn doors finally opened, the starving stallion... collapsed the moment his hooves touched the grass. For months he had been living in darkness, standing on filthy bedding inside a locked barn. Dr. Elena Morales had worked as a veterinarian for almost 10 years, and difficult rescues were part of the job. Still, the report about a horse abandoned inside a sealed barn was something she knew would be different. The horse's name was Atlas. A former tenant had moved away and simply boarded up the barn, leaving the stallion trapped inside. With no one checking the property, Atlas had been surviving in total darkness on the last scraps of hay and whatever he could reach on the floor. When the rescue team finally cut through the lock, the smell inside the building was overwhelming. Atlas stood trembling in the corner, nothing more than bone and skin. Weeks without proper food had hollowed his body, and the sudden flood of daylight made him panic. Getting him into the transport trailer took time and patience. Weak legs shook beneath him while rescuers guided him carefully toward the ramp. Dehydration and fear made every movement uncertain, but eventually the trailer doors closed and the long trip to the sanctuary began. The sanctuary pasture looked endless compared to the darkness he had lived in. When the trailer opened, Atlas stepped down slowly onto the grass. His head lowered toward the ground as he breathed in the unfamiliar scent of fresh air and cool soil. For a moment he simply stood there. Then the strength that had been keeping him upright suddenly faded. The stallion's legs folded beneath him and his heavy body dropped into the field. Dr. Morales moved instantly. She rushed forward and dropped into the grass, sliding one arm beneath the horse's head before it could hit the ground hard. Atlas was too weak to rise again, his breathing uneven while fear flickered in his eyes. Elena stayed beside him, one hand resting gently against his neck to steady him. "I see it," she said softly. "Stay with me." The stallion trembled but did not struggle. "You're on the grass now," she whispered gently. "You can rest." A volunteer standing nearby watched the scene quietly. "Is he hearing you?" someone asked. "I think he is," came the quiet reply. Elena continued stroking the stallion's face while speaking in the same calm voice. "You can let your body be heavy," she murmured. "There's space out here now. Nothing's pressing on you." For nearly an hour she stayed in the grass beside him while the rescue team slowly set up IV fluids. Gradually the panic faded from Atlas's eyes. A long, shaky breath escaped from the exhausted horse as his muscles finally relaxed. For the first time since the barn door had been locked behind him, the stallion was no longer alone.show more

"A little boy on a filthy mattress had already... learned to fear footsteps in the dark. By the time Deputy Mason Cole reached the back room, the child was clutching a dirty stuffed animal so tightly it looked like the toy was the only thing keeping him together. Neighbors had called after hearing a child crying inside a house that was supposed to be empty. The property had been in foreclosure for months, the power was cut, and the windows were boarded over. When Mason forced the door open, the smell hit him first. Trash covered the floor, and somewhere deeper in the house a thin, broken whimper kept rising through the silence. That sound led him down a narrow hallway to a cluttered bedroom in the back. Sitting on a stained mattress surrounded by snack wrappers was a 3 year old boy named Eli, his face streaked with dirt, his hair matted, and his whole body curled around that stuffed animal like it was a shield. One look at him told Mason this wasn't a child who had been left alone for an hour. Fear had sunk too deeply into him, and hunger had already pulled the strength out of his face. Later, the truth came together piece by piece. Eli’s mother was a severe addict who had broken into the empty house to squat, then walked out 3 days earlier to drink and get high and never came back. Mason didn't stay in the doorway and manage the room from a distance. He stepped across the mess on the floor, climbed onto the dirty mattress, and lowered himself beside the trembling boy so he wouldn't feel another adult towering over him. “Hey. Hey. You’re okay.” Eli flinched at first and pulled the stuffed animal tighter against his chest. Tears filled his eyes when he looked up, and the words that came out were barely louder than a whisper. “I was scared.” Mason’s voice dropped even softer. “I know that. You’re safe now.” No answer came right away. Every muscle in the boy’s body stayed tight for another second, like he was waiting to find out whether those words were true. Mason wrapped an arm around him carefully and stayed still. “Believe me,” he said. “I’m not leaving.” Something shifted in that moment. Eli stopped curling away and leaned into the deputy’s chest instead, the fear finally breaking loose in a hard, shaking sob. A partner standing nearby caught the quiet scene for a second before they carried the boy out of the dark house and into the warm patrol car. Mason kept talking to him the whole time. “We’re going to get you warm. Get you something to eat. It’s okay.” A long breath caught in the boy’s throat before he cried again, smaller this time. Mason held him close and gave him the one thing that had been missing from that house for days. “You don’t have to be scared anymore.” By the time they reached the car, Eli wasn't clutching the stuffed animal quite as hard. His head was resting against Mason’s uniform, and for the first time since anyone had found him, he looked like a child who believed help had really come. Today, Eli is in a safe foster home where he has clean clothes, regular meals, and a bed that doesn’t smell like garbage and rot. Mason still checks on him, making sure the little boy who was found crying in the dark knows somebody did come back for him after all.show more

Carol Bennett came back from the pump and found... a brown stray sitting in the passenger seat of her old Buick. For a second, she didn’t move. The door was still open, the gas hose was still in the tank, and the dog sat there like he had been waiting to see if she would send him away. Carol had seen him for weeks at the little gas station outside Tupelo. He usually stayed near the far edge of the lot, close to the ditch behind the air machine. People left food sometimes, but he wouldn’t come close while anyone was watching. She noticed him because she had started stopping there more often after her husband, Tom, passed. The house felt too quiet in the evenings, so Carol would take the long way into town, buy a coffee she didn’t need, and sit in the car for a few minutes before going home. The passenger seat had been Tom’s spot for 42 years. That was where he kept the road map, where he opened peanut packs on long drives, where he complained that Carol’s coffee was always too hot and then asked for a sip anyway. The first time the dog came near the Buick, Carol thought it was only because of the food smell. Then he came back the next week. And the week after that. He never jumped, never begged, never tried to follow her inside. He just stood near the passenger side and watched. That evening, Carol must have left the door open while she went to pay. When she turned around, he was already in the seat. The dog looked at her with his head low, unsure what came next. Carol walked over slowly, keeping her voice soft. “I’ve seen you here every week,” she told him. “Come on, honey. You’re coming home with me.” No one at the station knew where he belonged. A vet found no chip, and nobody answered the notices Carol put up around town. She named him Rusty. Now when Carol drives into town, Rusty rides in Tom’s old seat with his nose pointed at the window. And when she pulls back into the driveway, the house doesn’t feel quite so empty anymore. Have you ever had an animal come into your life when you didn’t know how badly you needed one?show more

My brother Mohammed has become an expert at starting... fires, as if a flame inside him refuses to die out. He was supposed to be happy now, busy preparing for the start of a new school year, filled with dreams and ambitions for the future. But how could he, when there are no schools and no education in Gaza? The ongoing war, lasting for two whole years, has stolen two years of his childhood, two years of his life lost in destruction and fear. In that time, he has witnessed what no child on this planet should ever see… he has seen the very worst humanity could endure, all while being so young. And yet, what’s both astonishing and heartbreaking at the same time is that his smile still shines… It’s as if it’s a silent scream of defiance in the face of war, as if it’s saying: "You will not break us… we will keep dreaming, despite the pain." Mohammed is not alone; he is the face of an entire generation in Gaza, a generation forced to grow up before its time, a generation that has learned how to live on the edge of survival and plant joy in the desert of fear. Despite the fire, the siege, and the loss, his heart is still alive… and he still dares to dream.show more

Yesterday Karen Read told the jury—and the world—that she... confessed to her lawyer. She also reversed her vehicle at 74% throttle, accelerating to 24 mph and backing up over 80 feet—just seconds before John stopped moving forever. She left her taillight at the scene and embedded in John O’Keefe’s clothes. His DNA is on the back of her SUV. She told Kerry Roberts at 5 a.m. that John was dead because a plow hit him. She told John’s niece he was hit by a plow at 4:30 a.m. His hair is on the back of her SUV. She knew exactly where his body was in pitch black and blinding snow—he was covered in it. She told everyone at the scene that she hit him. Karen Read had 9 vodka drinks before getting behind the wheel of that SUV. And yet, there are still people claiming the Commonwealth didn’t prove its case. At this point, it’s full-on twilight zone.show more