I am a legit Fever fan. If she just said “I fucked up the other night. I shoulda defended Sophie (MY PLAYER) and not DJ so I get why our fans our pissed at me” maybe I can accept the apology. But this didnt really feel like an apology. More her yelling at us for trying to divide the locker room or something. Like blaming us for DJ tweeting “white privilege” in the locker room. That’s what is dividing people. Fever fans and players get blamed for everything under the sun. We’re not trying to divide anybody but its Fever vs the world and we want a coach who feels and acts that way
This is legit for Theo. I'm jumping in for a couple shots. If you wanna help a good cause and maybe score some tickets, get in here.
To boost it, anyone who shares this post or comments below, IF (big if) I win, I will randomly draw a name from the folks on this post to get the tickets in place.
Let's do some good!
Vol Nation time to step up I have two tickets Tennessee -Alabama in X3 row 12 1&2 and a G 14 parking pass we are going to raffle the tickets off to support Theo Vol he is fighting for his life waiting on a transplant. His mother passed two weeks before he got diagnosed and he has a young child. $50 a ticket. So step up and let’s show the world what being a volunteer is all about I give up my personal seats. You guys give up a little cash and show a little love. God is good.
Gonna take a break from the TV bit for a minute to share some important real life stuff that's been weighing on me with you all. This is my Dad. He's 84 years old, and up until a few years ago when our family restaurant unfortunately burned down, he's worked every single day of his life. He is the most stubborn, resilient, hardest working person I know (definitely where I get it from).
This past year he was diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung and Prostate Cancer. Something I've privately known about for a few months, and something especially after Pawdme's death, I don't think I've actually had time to fully process, but we'll save my current mental health for a different day, this isn't a post about me.
This is a post about my Hero.. My Dad. A lot of what I have today is because of my father. He ran an indie show in the parking lot of his restaurant when I was 8 years old just so I could get in a wrestling ring, he waited in line for tickets for me to WWF shows at The Gund Arena. He always wanted the best for me, and I hope I made him proud. Because of our work schedules I haven't had the chance to see him recently. But with the upcoming calendar we're able to be in Cleveland for an extended period right now. So I saw him today, a midst finishing chemo and radiation. He still just worried if I was doing okay, how work was going, and when my next match would be.
My Dad had me at 45 years old but you wouldn't have known it with how active he was with me. Having a crazy 4 year old now.. 7 years younger than he was then.. Man, I don't know how he did it! But seeing him interact with Quill now (even in this incredibly difficult time) is something I'll always cherish.
This is a rambling and I'll have much more to say at a later date, and I definitely need to get better at expressing my feelings but I guess the moral in all of this is cherish the moments you have with the people you love. They won't last forever. I know that's cliche' and I'd like to think I've always known that but have somehow learned to appreciate it even more so recently. ❤️
Blessed for the opportunity to continue my educator career (year 12) as a Spanish teacher. This year I will be at Karns High School home of the RB1, DBishhh.
Praying for all my people involved in education. May you have a great school year.
🍊#VAMOSVOLS
💔Derrick Moore, 47, a beloved elementary school teacher and father of four from Loganville, Georgia, gave his life on August 7, 2026, to save a young girl he had never met.
While at Myrtle Beach, SC, he saw the child caught in a powerful rip current after lifeguards had gone off duty. Without hesitation, he ran into the water, pulled her to safety, and then was swept under himself. His body was recovered the next day.
He was known as “Coach” to his students at Rockbridge Elementary. Colleagues and family describe him as a man who always showed up with a smile and a heart ready to help.
He didn’t know the little girl.
He just knew she needed saving.
Rest in power, Derrick Moore.
True hero. Forever. 💔🇺🇸🫡
17 year-old Joey cooks for his family of five every night. His mother had been ill for a very long time and so he took over cooking duties while his father worked 12 to 13 hours a day. Sadly, his mother passed away on August 7.
He’s a remarkable young man and his goal is to one day go to school for a culinary arts. ❤️
My fiance passed peacefully yesterday morning surrounded by me and her closest family members. There are no words to express this form of loss. Were both 28, we both put so much work into our 7 year relationship- we were engaged for 6 months before the cancer took her in 8 more.