Seven Common Misconceptions About Women

Seven Common Misconceptions About Women

It's time we put these stereotypes to rest people

Girls rule, boys drool. Just kidding, boys can be great, but there are a lot of misconceptions boys have about girls that I really cannot stand to not hear anymore, and so I’m here today to put these misconceptions to rest.

1. "Chicks dig the 'dad bod'"

I hope I'm not the first one to say that this whole "dad bod" craze is bullsh**. I literally do not know one person who prefers a lazy beer belly to someone who cares about their appearance. I'm about as body positive as any modern woman, and I know that there’s only so far you can swim in the gene pool, but seriously dudes, I'll be into the "dad bod" when the "mom bod" comes into style.

2. Girls don't like beer

Personally, I prefer the taste of a nice fruity beverage to that of beer, but I can assure you not every single girl feels this way. No self respecting college woman is going to be like "Hey, this beer is delicious, but I can't finish it because *hehe* calories!" This is the 21st century for goodness sake. Let's stop pretending that the girls who can chug a cold one faster than your drunk uncle don't exist, because they do, and they're my best friends.

3. Girls don't and can't understand sports

I have this one girlfriend who shall remain nameless that wouldn’t go anywhere without a piece of apparel emblazoned with the St. Louis Cardinals logo. I have another friend who has a jersey of every single Chicago sports team in her closet. A vast majority of my high school friends were sports captains. And, ahem, what about women's soccer? World Cup Champions? Yeah, you heard me. Also, some of my favorite memories are huddled around a TV watching the Stanley Cup Playoffs (go Wild!) or the Superbowl. Sports are entertainment, and girls like entertainment too.

4. Girls take forever to get ready

If you need to take four hours to feel like your best self, then do your thang chica, but if you need a 36 second shower (you know who you are) and a fresh t-shirt, then you go girl. Lumping together every single girl into one single “getting ready” routine is absurd (and lumping together every single girl in general is just plain stupid). I feel like I can speak for most women in this world when I say that half of my getting ready routine is picking out the perfect pump-up playlist. (If you’re curious, I usually settle for some throwback jams. I’m a girl who digs the classics, what can I say?)

5. Women are complicated

This one isn’t really a misconception, so I’m sorry that I have led you astray. Women are indeed complicated, but so are men. We're all human, after all. The complicated ones are the interesting ones. To be complicated is to have ideas and thoughts and morals and plans. Have you ever tried to have a conversation, like a real conversation, with someone who will agree completely with everything you have to say? I haven’t, because I surround myself with people that will push me farther. To expect women (and men too!) to be uncomplicated is expecting them to dumb themselves down for you, and that, my friend, is just plain stupid.

6. Girls dress for men

Absolutely not. When I put on a fresh pair of leather pants and a bangin’ new top, it’s not because I’m trying to get a guy’s attention, its because I love when I come out of my room with my roomies telling me how "swaggy" I look. And when I choose to wear jeans to the library instead of the usual uniform of sweatpants and a t-shirt, it’s not because that cute guy that was in my rhetoric class freshman year is always there (but haaayyyy) it’s because I work better when I don’t feel like a total slob. Unless I'm trapped in a horrible 1950's sitcom wearing an apron and heels baking you an apple pie, I'm not dressing for you.

7. Girls aren’t funny

My friends are the most clever, goofy, fun loving people you will ever meet, therefore making them inherently funny. Also, I’ll throw out a few names like Amy Poehler, Tina Fey, Amy Schumer, Ellen DeGeneres; the list goes on and on. Girls are funny, and that’s that.

Keep spreading these preconceived notions of women and you'll never understand us.

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The Coach That Killed My Passion

An open letter to the coach that made me hate a sport I once loved.

I fell in love with the game in second grade. I lived for every practice and every game. I lived for the countless hours in the gym or my driveway perfecting every shot, every pass and every move I could think of. Every night after dinner, I would go shoot and would not allow myself to go inside until I hit a hundred shots. I had a desire to play, to get better and to be the best basketball player I could possibly be.

I had many coaches between church leagues, rec leagues, personal coaches, basketball camps, middle school and high school. Most of the coaches I had the opportunity to play for had a passion for the game like I did. They inspired me to never stop working. They would tell me I had a natural ability. I took pride in knowing that I worked hard and I took pride in the compliments that I got from my coaches and other parents. I always looked forward to the drills and, believe it or not, I even looked forward to the running. These coaches had a desire to teach, and I had a desire to learn through every good and bad thing that happened during many seasons. Thank you to the coaches that coached and supported me through the years.

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Along with the good coaches, are a few bad coaches. These are the coaches that focused on favorites instead of the good of the entire team. I had coaches that no matter how hard I worked, it would never be good enough for them. I had coaches that would take insults too far on the court and in the classroom.

I had coaches that killed my passion and love for the game of basketball.

When a passion dies, it is quite possibly the most heartbreaking thing ever. A desire you once had to play every second of the day is gone; it turns into dreading every practice and game. It turns into leaving every game with earphones in so other parents don't talk to you about it. It meant dreading school the next day due to everyone talking about the previous game. My passion was destroyed when a coach looked at me in the eyes and said, "You could go to any other school and start varsity, but you just can't play for me."

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Looking back now at the amount of tears shed after practices and games, I just want to say to this coach: Making me feel bad about myself doesn't make me want to play and work hard for you, whether in the classroom or on the court. Telling me that, "Hard work always pays off" and not keeping that word doesn't make me want to work hard either. I spent every minute of the day focusing on making sure you didn't see the pain that I felt, and all of my energy was put towards that fake smile when I said I was OK with how you treated me. There are not words for the feeling I got when parents of teammates asked why I didn't play more or why I got pulled after one mistake; I simply didn't have an answer. The way you made me feel about myself and my ability to play ball made me hate myself; not only did you make me doubt my ability to play, you turned my teammates against me to where they didn't trust my abilities. I would not wish the pain you caused me on my greatest enemy. I pray that one day, eventually, when all of your players quit coming back that you realize that it isn't all about winning records. It’s about the players. You can have winning records without a good coach if you have a good team, but you won’t have a team if you can't treat players with the respect they deserve.

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Dear Oklahoma, Please Take Care Of Jalen Hurts

He's one of the good ones, we promise.


Dear Oklahoma fans, coaches, and players, please take care of Jalen Hurts.

When Hurts graduated in December of 2018, everyone in the Alabama fanbase knew that a transfer was coming soon. After showing his distinct character and loyalty to the Alabama Crimson Tide by choosing to play the 2018 season, even though he would be second in line to Tua Tagavailoa, Hurts deserves this chance to make the best decision for himself. The selection process regarding where Hurts would end up this upcoming season was kept relatively private, which of course open the doors to countless predictions from fans and analysts.

However, I can confidently say that I was not the only one shocked at his choice, but I whole-heartedly support it.

Home to two Heisman-winning quarterbacks, Oklahoma is a more than a smart choice on Hurts' behalf. Within that program, he will be given ample opportunity to improve his craft in order to put himself in the best position for a successful career post-college. The Sooners obviously have an incredible program that leads players down the best paths to be as successful as possible, and that is all Alabama fans want for our beloved quarterback.

With all this being said, I, as an Alabama fan, just ask the Oklahoma Sooners to take care of Jalen and realize how special of a player he is.

With Hurts at quarterback, you will never have to question his effort or loyalty to his teammates. He will always carry himself with grace, no matter the situation. If you give him an opportunity to succeed, he will put forth all of his effort in order to take advantage of it.

Jalen Hurts is one of the most special players, and young men, to ever wear an Alabama Crimson Tide uniform. All that we ask is that you support him as we have these past three years.

Roll Tide.


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