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Sport é goleado e está matematicamente rebaixado após perder por 5 a 1 para o Flamengo na Arena de Pernambuco, em uma partida marcada por duas expulsões ainda no primeiro tempo e falhas na defesa.

In the future, gladiatorial combat will decide who gets the goods around here. Enter our hero, a tall, thin man trained to fight by a reject from the star wars holiday special. Also, you got some Star Trek DS9 in there, too.

The Time Riders: Part 8 A Date With Death. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Into the pit. Domitia was brought through the streets, which were lined with huge crowds watching her somberly. She was attended by at least twenty soldiers, who walked in silence around her. Accompanying them were her former sister Vestals and the Pontifex Maximus, one of the greatest priests in Rome and head of the state religion. It was he who ultimately was in charge of the Virgins, both choosing them and stripping them of their office if the need arose. He walked ahead of her, his face grave. Domitia wore a simple white tunic now, but all other signs of her former life were gone. Her magnificent braids were undone, and her brown hair hung down her back shamefully. The colors she'd been allowed to wear were missing. In times past, disgraced Virgins had been excoriated, possibly just beaten with a rod, but now, in the height of mighty Rome's power, the punishment was death, for endangering the city. But no one was insane enough to spill the blood of a Vestal Virgin, disgraced or not, so her execution was not so direct. She would be sent underground into a small chamber, with a stock of food and supplies, and locked in there until she starved to death, or succumbed to sickness. They weren't killing her, per se; she was merely shunned until she died. Such was the way of Imperial Rome. Her condemnation and pronouncement of her fate had already been declared, at the beginning of this long walk, meant to be a show of penitence before the face of all Rome. And as humiliated and crushed as she was, her foremost thought was about Bonosus, and his magnificent cock. Even now, being led through the streets, her cunt was wet and ached to feel him buried inside her. Before she knew it, they had arrived at their destination, a small area in the north of the city, with a plot dug into the ground. Stopping at its edge, she looked down inside; the walls were lined with wood, probably to prevent a collapse, and there seemed to be a small stool and a cot within. She heard hysterical sobbing from nearby, and turned her head to see her mother, her birth mother, Pompeneia, weeping from behind the barricade of guards and calling out to her. Domitia's heart ached for a moment, but then she turned her gaze back to the den prepared for her. Her fate was sealed. She glanced over to look at her sister Vestals, but they refused to look at her, staring ahead resolutely. She could see tears in dear Silla's eyes, though; she had hurt the Sisterhood badly, and this was how she was to pay for it. So be it. With all the dignity she could muster, Domitia swallowed her fear and stepped forward, turning and climbing down the ladder, descending roughly ten feet until she reached the earthen floor. There were small candles burning on some stone surfaces, allowing for dim light. She looked upward, and the last thing she saw was the face of the Pontifex Maximus looking down at her, his expression unreadable, before a heavy door was slammed down and locked, cutting off all light and all sound from above. She shuddered at the sound, her stomach twisting in knots. She knew that there was no way out. The door would be weighted, and guards set outside for weeks, to prevent anyone from trying to rescue her. Despite her fear, she looked around, noting the small amount of food supplies left for her, and a small, narrow hole dug in one corner where she was to relieve herself. It wouldn't do to have a Vestal Virgin stinking of shit, even a disgraced one, and even in death. The silence was almost terrifying. She slumped into the small chair left for her, shivering and biting her lip as she felt that her cunt was still wet, the sticky lips parting slightly as she spread her legs. Thoughts of Bonosus returned to her, and she couldn't help but reach down beneath her tunic and begin rubbing her fingers over herself. The fear she felt melted away as she tickled her throbbing clit and teased her warm nether lips. Domitia closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure. If she was to die in this hateful place, it would be while cumming, thinking of that magnificent cock, spurting inside her one last time; The wall opposite her creaked and opened, the stout wooden boards pulling away. Domitia almost yelped in shock, but she didn't stop playing with herself. She stared in astonishment as a tall blonde woman came inside, carrying a torch. Following her was Nanu, a slave-girl that Domitia would have sworn belonged to her parents. "Well, hello, Domitia," the blonde woman said, smiling at her. "I'm Lady Aurora Horatia, Bonosus' mistress. Are you ready to get out of here?" Domitia nodded, but then paused, reconsidering as her fingers plunged in and out of her molten cunt. "Can you; give me just a moment here?" the former Virgin asked sheepishly. Into the Arena. Mark winced and squinted as the great gate opened, allowing light to flood into the dark tunnel. The grinding and heaving of the gears that moved the iron-reinforced barriers echoed loudly, and his heart pounded in anxiety. He was almost hyperventilating, and he could feel the blood racing through his veins. Maybe taking the adrenalin tab he'd finally found stashed behind a loose brick wasn't such a good idea. And no instructions, either. He reminded himself to punch himself in the face when he saw himself again. Hey, at least he knew he survived. He felt himself shoved roughly out into the arena, looking around in bewilderment as tens of thousands of people all shouted and jeered at him. Part of the huge stadium was cast into shadow because of the giant canvas awning that covered a full third of its seating and the arena in the center. He thought it was called the Velarium, but he wasn't sure. The roaring noise of the crowds hurt his ears, and he felt dizzy. The tab's effects apparently hadn't evened out in him yet. Maybe he should have taken it earlier? Wearing his itchy burlap loincloth, a rope belt, sandals and nothing else, Mark wandered slowly toward the center of the sandy field, his cudgel in hand. The echoing sounds of the crowd were maddening, and he felt almost dizzy. What was the purpose of this damn tab, anyway? Guards approached him. His urge was to run, but where would he go? Trembling, he stood his ground and waited for them. One of them grabbed him roughly and spun him about to face something, shoving him to one knee. Mark gasped, but then looked up and paused. On the other side of the giant stadium, sitting in a shaded box, was a man wearing purple, surrounded by guards and other dignitaries. It had to be the Emperor. The most powerful man in the world. If only he knew which one it was. Maybe he could've gotten an autograph. He chuckled bitterly at his joke, but the guard holding him told him to shut up and slapped him across the back of the head. Mark's eyes snapped open and fury flared through him. He surged to his feet and his shoulder-block knocked the guard backwards, to the astonishment of the audience. The guard and another one nearby drew their weapons and were about to kill him, when trumpets blared from all around the perimeter of the Colosseum. Mark looked around warily, seeing the reaction of the crowds as the two guards withdrew. Drums sounded out now, and more trumpets. He looked over at the emperor, his eyes going wide as he noticed a familiar, stunning blonde woman in a seat next to him and watching Mark with a smirk. Kneeling beside her was Nanu. "Jesus, Becky, there's a million people in Rome; how many did you fuck?" he muttered, scowling. He heard the gates clanking open again and spun to face them, his heart racing again. From the dark tunnel strode a stout, bald man wearing leather armour on his shoulder and a metal-studded skirt, carrying a shield and wielding a small axe. "What is this, fetish night at the Colosseum?" Mark complained loudly as the man began to run toward him. Mark braced himself, watching warily. His earlier anxiety was being replaced by anger, and a desire to either flee or fight. He'd just trust to his adrenalin and hope that his future self knew what the Hell he was doing. The gladiator ran up and swung at Mark, who ducked and came up behind his foe. Before the man could turn, Mark struck him across the back of the head with his cudgel. The man crashed to the ground face-first. The crowd was yelling in outrage and astonishment. Apparently, that wasn't supposed to happen. The man showed no signs of rising, merely stirring feebly and groaning, a huge goose egg rising on the back of his head. Hastily, Mark leaned down and pulled the round wooden shield off the man's arm and pried the axe from his grip. He stood up, trying to control his breathing. His heart felt like it would burst out of his chest. He looked around, making sure no one was approaching him from any other direction, but nobody seemed to be forthcoming. Where was his next foe? It dawned on him that he hadn't been expected to last beyond this first fight. They were probably scrambling to figure out what to do next. Doubtless they'd be finding another gladiator to throw at him. He chanced a glance up at Becky, but she sat still, simply watching him. He didn't blame her; she was supposed to have turned on him, after all. He did notice that she was keeping one leg crossed over the other and bouncing her thighs subtly. Maybe the hormones weren't completely out of her system yet. Or it could have just been normal horny Becky. Who knew at this point? A few seconds later, the gates on another section of the concave wall that surrounded him opened slowly, and out strode a tall man, wearing only a loincloth like himself and greaves, but carrying a weighted net in one hand, and a trident in the other. "Trident!" Mark exclaimed to himself, remembering. "That's what those fucking things are called! Now I can; Hey!" Mark had gotten distracted and only barely jumped out of the way of the retiarius, who thrust his trident, trying to skewer his foe. Mark angrily struck at the man's head with his axe, but he raised the haft of the weapon to block and Mark's axe broke on it. The crowd cheered wildly as it saw what happened. Mark stared dumbly at the splintered handle of his weapon, the iron head missing entirely, having spun off to land in the dust several inconvenient feet away. "What the shit?" Mark shouted angrily as he dodged another attack, keeping his shield between himself and his enemy. The trident's tines glanced off the face of his shield, coming perilously close to ripping open his side. "You mean I can't kill anyone? I'm timelocked from killing someone, even if they're trying to kill me?" He dodged again and scrambled for his cudgel, lying next to the first man he'd knocked unconscious. The man he was fighting was quick, though, and lunged in, jamming his weapon forward and trying to impale Mark through his stomach with it. Mark blocked with the shield, shuddering in panic as he felt the tines burst through the wood and punch out the back side, dangerously close to his belly. But the trident was caught now, and now the two men wrestled back and forth desperately, with the retiarius trying to free his weapon and Mark doing everything he could to prevent that exact thing. Suddenly he realized that he was doing exactly the wrong thing, and simply let go of his shield. The gladiator now held his trident awkwardly, weighed down as it was by the shield embedded on it, and with no safe recourse to get it back. He flailed at Mark with the weighted edges of his net, threatening to break smaller bones if he got in too close. Mark dashed for the cudgel again, and this time his opponent couldn't quickly follow him. Mark picked it up and tried putting the man on the defensive, skirting around him, looking for an opening to strike. The man glared at him balefully, swinging the net if Mark got too close. He's not armored and he can't use his weapon; Mark reminded himself. He flung his cudgel at the gladiator's face and surged in while the man was trying to block the unexpected projectile. His trident was weighted down with Mark's shield, so he was using the net frantically to avoid being struck. Mark plowed into the man and took him down to the ground, using his advantage in height and weight. His foe wheezed as he landed hard on his back, beginning to thrash as Mark straddled his chest and pummeled at him. A lucky punch got through and Mark snapped his foe's head to the side with a right across the jaw. He went to sleep. The crowds were shouting again angrily as Mark stood, recovering his stupid club and taking the man's net, since the shield was wrecked, and the trident was no use since he apparently wasn't allowed to kill anyone. How did time lock know, anyway? He bent over, trying to control his breathing and his pulse. His head was spinning again from the anxiety. What the Hell was his future self thinking, leaving that damn tab to use? What sort of advantage and futuristic superpower was panic? You're pumping adrenalin; it makes runners faster, it makes them run longer; it makes people stronger in a crisis; He opened his eyes and stood, turning around and looking at the thousands upon thousands of people who hated him. Fuck those people. He turned and looked at the emperor and held the weighted net in the air, scowling at the sovereign. "That all you got, asshole?" he shouted, feeling himself get angrier and more aggressive with every moment. Becky could barely hear what Mark was yelling over the noise of the crowds, but she shifted somewhat uncomfortably when she felt the mood of the man next to her darken. "So that's how he wants to play it, hmm?" muttered the emperor, resting his cheek against his hand. "Uppity thing, this boy of yours, Lady Horatia." "Oh, he is no longer mine, great emperor; this behavior, reprehensible as it might be, is unknown to me. Please dispose of the upstart as you see fit," Becky replied, knowing better than to be perceived as defending Mark. "You can count on that, my lady;” he replied, nodding absently as he made some vague motion to a signaler. "If you will excuse me, sire, I must depart for a moment," Becky said, trying to not sound urgent. The emperor looked at her quizzically for a moment: "You would miss his doom?" She made a show of blushing: "His life and death mean nothing to me now, but all this excitement has undone me, sire. I must go and relieve myself, because it wouldn't do to piss myself in your presence." "Very well, then," he said, nodding. "But try to be back soon." Becky stood and bowed before exiting the emperor's spectator box, taking Nanu with her, pulling her along by the wrist. "My lady, is now a good time to see to such functions?" asked the Egyptian girl as she followed the blonde woman. "Is Bonosus not in great danger? I thought you meant to rescue him." "I can't rescue him sitting next to that pompous ass, now can I?" Becky hissed as she strode down one of the hallways. "And keep your voice down; I don't want people to know what we're doing." "Sorry, mistress," Nanu replied, blushing. She allowed herself to be dragged along for several seconds before asking her next question. "What are we doing, exactly?" "You'll see soon enough," Becky said grimly, her blue eyes flashing as she pushed through the throngs of people in the hallways that ran around the length of the Colosseum. "I hope you wore your cock-sucking lips today;” The huge man lumbered towards Mark; he was well over half a foot taller than Mark, and a whole lot heavier. Beneath his layer of fat, he was obviously muscular and very strong. He carried a shield in one hand, a wicked sword in the other. His loincloth was made of tough leather, covered in metal studs. His wide belt was also braced with metal. His right arm was protected from shoulder to wrist by a cauldron and gleaming steel plates. On his head was an intimidating helmet, the face mask looking like something out of "Mad Max: Fury Road," with a peaked top that sported what looked like a curved metal blade or sail. It looked like he was wearing a can opener on his head. "Fuck;” Mark whined to himself as he stood his ground, trying to figure out how he was going to keep from getting killed. He held his cudgel and his net, trying to look threatening, but the gorilla coming at him didn't seem to care. He jumped out of the way as the Samnite slashed with his sword. He tried to move in, but was sent flying backwards when the gladiator suddenly slammed the front of his shield into him. Landing on his back, Mark only had a split second to roll out of the way as the point of his foe's sword drove down into the dirt where'd he'd only just been. He kicked at the man's leg, but it held, and he scrambled away, looking to put some distance between them. "Hey, Jason Voorhies!" he called out, waving his club in the air. "Over here, candy-ass!" The gladiator turned his head to look at him while trying to wrench his blade from the hard-packed earth. He finally did so and stood upright, rolling his shoulders and striding forward again. He slashed with his blade, but Mark dodged once again and then threw his net over his foe. The Samnite got caught in it, but didn't go down, trying angrily to remove it. Mark jumped on his back and began hammering away with his stupid little club. The giant staggered about, flailing wildly to dislodge his smaller foe. The jeering from the crowd was punctuated with increasing amounts of laughter at this ridiculous spectacle. Mark hung on for dear life with one arm wrapped around the man, his other hand whacking away at the foe's helmet. But his own net was preventing the blows from being fully effective, despite the metallic ringing of his strikes. Unable to reach the pest on his back or use his weapons, the huge man simply fell backwards, hoping to crush Mark. It wasn't graceful, and it wasn't pretty, but it did stun Mark long enough to stop him from hitting his foe with his cudgel. "Oh fuck;” Mark wheezed as the Samnite rolled off him and struggled to get up while removing the netting. Mark slowly crawled away, shaking his head to stop the world from spinning. The jellied tissue that was once his lungs was on fire, and strained to get oxygen circulating through him. He heard his foe growl in frustration, and then he felt himself getting grabbed by the scruff of the neck and the back of his loincloth before being hauled completely off the ground; The crowd went wild as the gladiator threw Bonosus bodily to the ground, as if trying to crush his bones with the impact. He picked him up again and dashed him to the hard-packed earth, having given up on removing the net. Mark protected himself from the slams as best he could, but it wasn't helping much, given the strength of the man who was mauling him. The fourth time getting slammed to the ground was about Mark's limit, and the world had become nonsense around him; everything sounded like it was being played in drunken slow motion. His vision swam, and he really just wanted to take a damn nap. He shook his head trying to clear it, remembering that Becky had bought him time, so he'd best not waste it getting rag-dolled by this shit stain. While the Samnite was reaching down for him, Mark managed to roll onto his back and kicked up, hard, between the gladiator's legs. His foot found the man's crotch, and while the force of the blow was lessened by the net's interference, his foe still groaned, and his knees bent. Mark kicked again, and then once more, having finally staggered his foe. The man sank to his knees, holding his crotch. Mark couldn't see his face, but he was obviously in a great deal of pain. Mark staggered to his feet, ignoring the crowd's jeers and screams, focusing only on his foe. The gladiator was now protecting his crotch with his hands, so Mark couldn't kick him there, so he slammed the bottom of his foot into the larger man's chest, knocking him on his back, where he lay moaning. Mark stamped on his crotch for good measure. "Stop, dammit!" wailed the man. "Quit kicking me in the cock!" "Fuck you!" Mark spat, scowling. His chest was on fire and his entire body throbbed in pain. "You were trying to kill me, fuckface! Why should I give a shit what you think?" "I'll stop, I'll stop!" the man pleaded, writhing under the net and totally at Mark's mercy. "Just don't wreck my cock, I was gonna fuck tonight!" "Yeah, right," Mark sneered. "Who were you gonna fuck?" Mark spun as he heard an ululating war cry, and his eyes widened as he saw a woman running toward him, carrying a whip in one hand and a sword in the other. Her spiked hair was wet with blue woad paste, and her eyes were mad with battle lust. "Her;” the Samnite indicated. Becky and Nanu were both on their knees, mouths bobbing back and forth on the cocks of the men they had leaning back against the wall, groaning and pumping their hips. Neither of the men could believe their luck; they thought this would be another boring day for measly pay. From up here, they couldn't even see the action down in the arena well. Sulus and Catullus, two former merchant marines, were charged with keeping the Velarium in place during the spectacles. Their extensive experience with canvas sails made them ideal for this tedious but essential work. At least, that's what they were told, despite the thirty asses a day they received proclaiming otherwise. So imagine their good fortune and delight when this patrician woman and her slave-girl happened to wander on up, espy the two men, and offer to suck their cocks, without even charging them anything! Talk about Saturnalia in Quintilis! Nanu moaned as she swirled her tongue around the head of the cock she was sucking on, holding it by the base of the shaft, her eyes closed. This seemed like an odd time to be doing something like this, but Lady Aurora had been quite firm that it was part of the plan. So be it. Besides, that strange little patch her new mistress had affixed to the skin under her arm was making her so horny right now. Kneeling beside the slave, Becky's free hand reached out and took hold of Nanu's, giving it a squeeze. They continued pushing their wet mouths along the lengths of the throbbing shafts, both girls getting wetter and more aroused with each passing moment. Nanu pulled her mouth off the cock for a moment, sucking in air and breathing heavily as she massaged it with her tiny hand. Her face was flushed as she looked over at her new mistress, her eyes glazed with desire. Becky nodded her assent. Nanu stood quickly and lifted the long trails of her garment, exposing her ass and cunt to the man she'd been servicing. She turned around and leaned back against him, squirming her ass against his cock, making him moan loudly. With great need, she grabbed hold of his tool and speared herself down on it, sighing loudly before beginning to wiggle back and forth on him, shivering as he slid in and out of her. Becky rose to her feet soon after, moving around to face Nanu and leaning forward, with her hands on the slave-girl's shoulders and looking into her eyes. The marine got behind Becky and gripped her hips, pushing inside her. Becky moaned into Nanu's mouth as she kissed her, their tongues tangling hungrily while their tits squirmed and rubbed together. The men held tight and fucked the two women as hard as they could, looking to cum as quickly as possible. Hips smacked against asses and moans grew louder. Becky and Nanu now panted through an open-mouthed kiss, their hands groping one another in need. The Egyptian girl pressed back as hard as she could on the cock she was impaled on, while Becky ground in eager circles, yearning for release. Seconds later they were wailing into one another's mouths, shuddering in ecstasy as the men groaned and began pumping cum inside their wanton pussies. Becky and Nanu were relentless, milking the men for all they were worth, until they slumped to the stone floor, almost insensate from the orgasms these strange women had given them. Straddling the marines now, and facing into one another, Becky and Nanu continued kissing and fondling, even as they moved slowly up and down on the rigid poles they'd been fucking. "Umm, mistress;” Nanu said dreamily, lost in Becky's blue eyes. "I know, my love," Becky murmured, giving Nanu many light kisses on the lips, as if she was unable to help herself. "But we must; smooch; get ready to; do our part; smooch; and rescue Mark;” Nanu pulled back from the kiss and looked up in confusion. "Mark?" "Bonosus," Becky corrected herself, waving it off. "I'll explain later. Now help me get ready;” The crowd was howling with laughter as Mark ran around the arena in a panic, chased by the gladiatrix, who cracked her whip at him, screeching for him to get his ass back there so she could kick it. Mark didn't need oppositional defiance disorder to ignore her demands. The tip of that whip was cracking awfully close behind him. The Samnite he'd downed earlier grunted and flopped down again as Mark stamped on his back while running over him. "Don't try to get up, asshole, you promised!" Mark shouted angrily. "If you do, I don't care if she's trying to kill me, I'll come over there and kick you in the balls so hard you'll be spitting them out!" "Okay! Okay!" the man shouted back, lying on his stomach and waiting. "But I hope she catches you and rips your skin off to wear as a cloak!" "Oh, go sit on a Doric column!" Mark grumbled, deking to the left to try to throw her off. At this point, the crowd was chanting something, what he could only Assume Was Her Name "Achilleia! Achilleia!" "What is that, Latin for Psycho Hose-Beast?" Mark complained loudly, noticing that he had not gained any ground on his foe. He only had the stupid cudgel, whereas she had a wicked sword and a goddam whip. He had the distinct impression he couldn't tire her; she had the look of a woman on a murder mission; her eyes were wild with bloodlust, the scream escaping her lips singing of his gory doom. "She's the greatest female gladiator in Rome!" called out the Samnite, still watching from his confines beneath the net. "She's been more than a match for many men who have fought her!" "Singing my praises doesn't get you more cunt than normal, Rullus!" Achilleia snapped, still chasing her quarry. Gods, this slave could run! Pity she had to kill him, he was well-built and had a great ass! She pressed harder, now swiping with her sword, since using her whip slowed her down some. Like most gladiators, she was wearing little armour, only leather greaves, a leather loincloth, an abbreviated leather cuirass that exposed her midriff but held her tits in place, and a leather cauldron and brace on one arm. A steel fillet around her forehead glittered with glass beads, off-setting her wild blue death-hawk hair. She whooped in triumph as the tip of her sword tore open the back of his loincloth and it fell away, leaving Mark completely exposed as he fled for his life. The crowd was laughing hysterically again. "Dammit, I hate freeballing when I'm running!" he shouted angrily, grimacing as his balls slapped around his thighs. "You have no idea how uncomfortable this is!" "Stop running then, coward!" Achilleia taunted, enjoying the view even as she tried to kill him. "I only offer the bliss of death! One red kiss of my blade across your throat, slave, and you; Off!" Done with running, Mark stopped very suddenly and braced himself, hunkering down so that Achilleia plowed into him, completely unprepared. She staggered backward and Mark whirled and grappled onto her, preventing her from using her weapons. The gladiatrix snarled and tried to knee him in the crotch, but he kept his legs judiciously in the way. They tottered and staggered about, vying for control, until they tripped over the Samnite, who was helpless to avoid them. "Oh Fuck!" he wheezed as they landed on him and then rolled off, still tussling. "Welcome to my world, dickface!" Mark shouted back at him, still wrestling with Achilleia, who meant to murder him repeatedly. Out of desperation, and with the effects of the tab still coursing through his blood, he picked her up bodily and threw her to the ground, her sword clattering away. He dropped to his knees instantly, smacking her in the face with his scrotum. "Teabag!" he shouted before whirling around and grappling onto her, trying to subdue her. He hated the thought of punching a woman, but she was trying to eviscerate him, so an exception might be in order. Achilleia was a veteran of the gladiator pits, however, and not so easily dealt with. She recovered and thrashed around, screeching and trying to claw her foe's eyes out. He swatted the whip from her hands before she could strike him with it. Mark found her increasingly difficult to manage, using his weight on top of her body to keep her in place. That plan went south, however, when she wrapped her legs around his waist and began rocking back and forth, until she was on top. They rolled around in the dust while the crowd went insane. Mark had her arms gripped tightly, out to the sides, which forced her body down closer to his. The wild look in her eyes chilled his blood, and she tried to bite his neck repeatedly, to tear his throat out. He countered frantically by using his head to shove hers away from his tender skin, and the result must have looked ridiculous, the two of them pushing and sparring with their heads. "Gurr, let; me; kill; you!" Achilleia hissed, struggling to maintain her balance over her stronger foe. "I'll make it quick, I promise!" "It'll feel good, I promise!" Mark sneered, butting the side of her head to knock it away. "Why would I make this easy for you?" "Gonna; rip you; a new;” Achilleia strained, pushing down harder. She then paused, her eyes going wide with shock. "What; gods, do you have a hard-on?" Mark used the momentary pause to roll her over, her arms pinned beside her head. Achilleia's eyes were still wide as she goggled up at him. Unfortunately, yes, he was hard again. Either he was developing some sort of danger fetish, or the hormones weren't quite as out of his system as he thought. They struggled and thrashed, with the look of shock on Achilleia's face becoming one of irritation, then a weird determination. She wasn't fighting about so much, and she seemed to be pushing with her hips, almost pumping with them. She glared and bit her lip. The roaring of the crowds was slowly abating as they watched the proceedings on the arena floor. What was happening? Seconds ago, the gladiatrix had been trying to kill the slave, now they were; what were they doing? Mark kept her pinned beneath him, and couldn't help but join her in squirming as they glared into one another's eyes. Achilleia was undulating her hips now, her upper body virtually motionless. Mark grimaced at the feel of the toughened leather around her middle grinding on his hard-on. "Dammit;” Achilleia growled. "Let go of my god-rotting hand so I can move my loincloth!" Mark took a chance and let go of one of her hands. It flashed down and pulled aside the leather garment before taking hold of his hard cock and guiding it to her entrance. Without another thought, Mark pushed down, deep inside her. Achilleia wailed loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist again, pulling him in deeper still. The entire Colosseum throng had gone silent as the spectators stared, stunned by what they were witnessing. All that could be heard, echoing through the giant stadium, was Achilleia's cries of pleasure. Was this really happening? "Achilleia? What the Hell?" the Samnite yelled in outrage, his girlfriend getting fucked by Rome's most hated slave mere feet away from him. "Shut up, Rullus, he's fucking huge!" Achilleia shouted back, pumping her hips wildly against Mark. The gladiator did as he was told and simply sulked, turning his head to look elsewhere. The emperor watched out stonily, not at all impressed with the turn of events his grand spectacle for the people had taken. He'd heard of the blasphemy this upstart slave had committed, and this was supposed to be a damnation of a great sin. Now it was another blasphemy. And where the Hell was Lady Aurora? He napped his fingers and one of his servants leaned in close, to see what his master wanted. "Have them all killed;” growled the emperor, determined to save face somehow. Mark thrust harder and harder, while Achilleia yelped and bucked beneath him, holding onto his back and with her legs still wrapped around his back. Nearby, Rullus was resting his helmeted head on his hand and rapping his fingers against the packed earth, trying to look bored. Not difficult for a man tangled inside a net. "Any time, you two;” he grumbled. "Oh, cram it, Linzer-head," Mark spat. "Say one more thing and I'll fuck her ass next!" "Oh!" Achilleia wailed, grinding and thrusting against Mark desperately. "I'm gonna; I ‘ Then she seized up and pushed up with all her strength, clenching her teeth so hard they might have cracked. As Rome watched on in stunned silence, the gladiatrix shrieked to the gods and came, hard. Mark shuddered and groaned, pumping profuse amounts of cum deep inside her clenching cunt. He thrust madly, emptying himself into her. Finally, they were both spent. Achilleia lay still beneath him, her chest rising and falling, skin glistening with sweat. Mark, exhausted, rested his forehead against her shoulder, too tired to defend himself if she tried to kill him now. Fortunately, his death was the farthest thing from her mind. Seconds of silence passed, before the thousands of spectators in the stands erupted into a wave of cheers and catcalls. Mark smiled and chuckled tiredly. "That can't be good;” he mused. "Nope," she agreed, sighing and biting on a knuckle as the last of the orgasm pulsed through her. "After that, they're certainly going to kill us. All of us. It doesn't matter; I would have died in the arena eventually. At least this way, I died with a cock in me and cumming hard." "Don't be so certain about that;” Mark replied, finally looking up and seeing all the gates opening and dozens of legionaries rushing toward them, spears at the ready. "Ah, I don't like this!" Nanu whined as she shimmied out along one of the corbels that held the vast awning in place. She held on like grim death as she edged forward, a small but sharp knife in one hand. "You can do it, my love," Becky said encouragingly, watching from their original position where they'd fucked the two marines. Both men were still snoozing, but she had tied their hands and feet for extra security. She would have done Nanu's job herself, but she was taller and heavier than the Egyptian girl, who stood a much better chance of succeeding than she did without snapping the braces or corbels. "Look straight ahead and ignore the sounds below." So of course, Nanu looked down. "He's fucking!" she hissed, her eyes narrowing. "He's fucking the gladiatrix that's supposed to be killing him! I may kill him! He doesn't need saving, I do!" "Nanu, focus!" Becky insisted. "Get to your position and await my signal." "Yes, mistress;” sighed the slave-girl sullenly. Once in position, Nanu held on tight, trying not to think about the dizzying heights she was suspended from. Everyone seemed like ants far below her. Except for Bonosus and his whore of a gladiator; she could see them very clearly, to the place where she could make out his throbbing cock as it thrust in and out of her unworthy cunt. He had a lot of explaining to do when this was over. The crowd was watching in stunned silence, unable to believe what they were seeing. But then Becky and Nanu heard the gladiatrix wailing as she came. Bonosus' groans of pleasure burned in Nanu's ears, while Becky just rolled her eyes, sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd; they'd come for blood and been rewarded with live pornography! Nanu was scowling still, when she noticed the gates opening and legionaries pouring out of them, converging on the five figures in the center of the arena. "Mistress;” Nanu said nervously, her anxiety for Bonosus' well-being overcoming her jealousy. "Now, Nanu!" Becky yelled, making sure her slave could hear her. She was already working frantically to cut through the thick ropes in one of the giant pulleys that moved the Velarium into position. Nanu, meanwhile, was sawing at the edge of the rope that held the corbel she was on in place. She gritted her teeth as she watched the steel knife bite through the thick fiber cable until finally it snapped free. The rope whipped about as it unraveled, causing a cascade of loosening canvas across the broad length of the famed awning. Becky, meanwhile, finished cutting through the rope in the giant pulley she'd selected, dodging hastily as it snapped and flailed about before spinning away. The giant canvas sheets comprising the Velarium buckled and gave way, while the corbels and rope masts retracted rapidly. "Mistress!" Nanu keened, holding on like grim death as the corbel she was on, no longer held in place by the giant ropes, snapped back toward the solid stone walls of the Colosseum. "Jump, Nanu!" Becky called out, standing on the edge of the wall and holding her arms out. "I'll catch you! Trust mistress!" Nanu squeezed her eyes shut and jumped; Becky wheezed as she caught the flying girl, tumbling to the floor with her and holding her tight. Nanu was shivering in her grasp, so Becky just held her for a few seconds and caressed her raven hair. The slave-girl looked up at her savior and nodded, so Becky stood them up, listening to the shrieks of panic as the Velarium floated down relentlessly. "Teamwork, Nanu!" she said excitedly as they stood. "Let's see what happens next!" In the Arena. Mark faced one direction warily, while Rullus and Achilleia stood behind him, squaring off against other legionaries who were closing in. The original gladiator and the retiarius were also conscious and now stood with them, brandishing what weapons they could. Mark felt silly sporting only his cudgel, but it seemed dumb to not let the gladiators have the weapons they were trained with. His cock was still hard, and leaking cum from the tip. He saw Achilleia slowly turning her head to look down at it longingly. "Eyes front, Achilleia!" he snapped, not in the mood to die. She returned to glaring balefully at the encroaching soldiers. There must have been a hundred of the legionaries. That was twenty-to-one odds. He decided to not mention that to his enemies-turned-allies, since he wasn't sure if they understood ratios in any event. If their math was as poor as their hygiene, why bother? "When I thought I'd die in the emperor's sight, this isn't how I pictured it," Rullus growled, brandishing his sword. "I hadn't envisioned dying for that cocksucker at all," Achilleia replied, spitting in contempt at the foes in front of her. "Damned if I'm gonna give him the satisfaction of a clean kill. People will remember this day, to his embarrassment!" The legionaries advanced, the circle tightening. They were protected by their large scutum body shields, and their spears pointed threateningly at the little rebel group. Mark wasn't sure what good he would do here, since he was armed with a club smaller than his dick, and he was the only untrained gladiator. But then he noticed rippling movement above, looked up and grinned. The velarium became dislodged from its moorings and like a vast sail or flag, began floating down over the stadium. People noticed, began screeching in panic, and stampeding. "Right on, Becks;” he said with satisfaction as his day began to look up. The emperor looked up, scowling as he saw the giant canvas sheet descending, fluttering menacingly as it enveloped the upper levels of seating. Panic ensued, with people scampering around pell-mell, trying to escape. "I really hate the gods;” he thought darkly as the canvas touched down around him and everything went to shit. Becky, standing on the edge of the wall and looking down over the chaos and mayhem she had caused, with tens of thousands thrown into panic, cackled gaily and clapped her hands before yanking down her top to expose her tits and holding her arms wide and yelling loudly across her kingdom of madness. "Are you not entertained?" she shouted, reveling in her triumph. God, she'd always wanted to use that line. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Mark shouted as he and his new allies raced down the hallway, shooing everyone in front of him. "Faster, if you wanna live!" The legionaries had forgotten all about the little group of rebels once the madness ensued, racing toward the emperor to rescue him. Mark used the opportunity to escape, bringing his former foes with him. He wasn't terribly interested in seeing them die, and they might prove very useful in getting out of here in one piece. Rullus had led them through a small, little-known door in the wall of the arena, one used generally only by pit masters to monitor the proceedings. His titan frame barely fit in it, but he led the way dutifully. "Where are we going?" Achillea asked, happy to be escaping, but at least wanting to know what the plan was. She had her whip and her sword in hand again. "The most convenient, flat and open space you know of beneath the Colosseum," Mark replied, hurrying along behind her. "A place almost no one knows about or uses." "One of the old training spaces," grunted Rullus. "It hasn't been used in years. Follow me!" Their course took them deeper beneath the stadium, through winding halls and narrow corridors and staircases. They finally reached a wide chamber, in the middle of which stood Becky, Nanu and Domitia. The former Vestal and the slave-girl seemed stunned to see the small party approaching, and the gladiators gaped as Lady Aurora and her slave ran into one another's arms, kissing deeply and feverishly, speaking in some unknown tongue. "Right!" Mark said, finally disengaging from Becky's tongue as he looked around, eyes flashing with determination. "I know this is going to sound weird, but I need you all to trust me. We're going to get you out of here, as quickly as we can." "How?" asked the Retiarius, looking about warily. "They'll find us eventually!" "I know, and what I'm going to say will sound like magic, but just run with it, okay?" Mark replied, walking over to the Holmes Field Device, which Becky had been kind enough to retrieve. He wasn't sure how, but she was better with this temporal shit than he was. And they trusted one another by now. "This contraption will get us out of here, but it's not big enough for all of us at once. I'm gonna take Lady Aurora and Domitia first, then come back for a few more, then the last load." Rullus nodded: "You spared my life, and I entrust you with it. Achilleia and I will go last, holding the room if the enemy comes." "Oh, Rullus;” Achilleia sighed, looking up at the hulking gladiator, her expression a dreamy one, before she suddenly scowled and smacked him on the back of his helmeted head. "You romantic asshole." Mark left them to argue while he hustled Becky and Domitia onto the platform, which was already switched on, lights and readings blinking around the surface. Becky swatted Domitia's hand as she tried to touch a dial. "You know where we're going?" he asked, hoping she had a better handle on this than he did. She nodded, smiling. "Leave it to me, Mark. I think you'll like this solution;” The climate was certainly a change from that of Rome, but it was also a pleasant experience in its own right. The city around them, built of red brick, sandy-colored stone, and studded with stately palm trees, reminded Mark of eastern cities in every movie he'd ever seen. Beyond the walls stretched endless expanses of desert, in which the city stood as a shining jewel in a vast sea of scorching sand. He didn't know why Becky knew to park the machine where she did, but he also knew she had figured out how to use his Holmes Field Device on her own, so he wasn't questioning it. Safe from prying eyes, and after two more trips back to the Colosseum to gather the other rebels, Mark now found himself in an ancient temple in the shape of a ziggurat, with priestesses standing in front of them and bowing. Unlike the Vestals, the white garments of these priestesses were delightfully spare, exposing more than it covered. "Lady Aurora Horatia," one of them said humbly. "Your timing is fortuitous, and we gladly accept your offer. Domitia will be given a new life as a priestess of Nanaya, or as she is known in your tongue, Suadela." The priestesses all walked up to Domitia and kissed her, welcoming her into their sisterhood. The former Vestal shed tears, not in sorrow, but because she had a new beginning. Nanaya, as the goddess was known in this far-flung province, was an ancient Sumerian goddess of sensuality and lust. When the Romans had conquered the land, they readily identified her with Suadela, to keep the peace. The priestess smiled at Mark and Becky again. "And for your generous donation of gold, we will take on your four friends here, to guard our temple, as the garrison makes no effort to do so. They are now, in their own way, lifelong servants and devotees of the goddess." The four gladiators beamed proudly. Since serving Nanaya, even as guardians of her temple, meant food, lodging and getting laid by her harlot-priestesses, they were more than amenable to the idea. "Lady Aurora," Domitia intoned, taking Becky's hands in hers and smiling slyly. "Will you consent to Bonosus and yourself being the first to receive my blessings as a priestess of Nanaya?" "I wouldn't have it any other way, my dear;” Becky purred, pulling Domitia into her arms and kissing her deeply. A small villa in Roman Italy; Mark sipped wine from a goblet while Becky lay nearby on a couch, wearing nothing while Nanu sat on a small stool and massaged her feet. The sultry afternoon suited everyone, and they were finally at peace. "Helluva trip, Becks," Mark mused, draining his glass and then pouring more for himself. "You've gotten really good with the Holmes Field Device now. I seriously thought it was me who left the adrenalin tab for my discovery under the Colosseum, but it was actually you." "Sorry to scare you there," Becky sighed, as Nanu worked on her toes individually, sometimes even kissing them as she rubbed oil into them. "I found them in our tab supply, and thought it was our best bet. I just jumped behind a few hours when no one was around and stashed them in that cell for you." "So it wasn't even me coming back from the future to save myself," Mark chuckled. "Here I was so confident that I'd lived, that I couldn't be killed because future-self was looking out for me, but no, it was current you. So I could've been killed at any point, even if time lock kept me from killing anyone else." "It was a little bit messy, but you did survive, and that's what counts." Becky pointed out, caressing one of her tits lazily while enjoying Nanu's exquisite touch. "So what're we gonna do with her?" Mark asked, referencing the Egyptian slave-girl. Nanu had gotten used to her mistress and her manservant speaking in this weird, harsh language, and thought nothing of it anymore; when they needed her, they spoke Latin or her own tongue to her. Becky sighed contentedly and puddled further into the couch. Nanu's foot massages were utter bliss. "I was considering letting her stay here, and simply look after this little villa I bought for me. Whenever we visited, we'd just come back as close to the time we left as possible, but I have no idea if we could guarantee time snarls not getting in the way. So I'm bringing her home with me." Mark raised an eyebrow. "That a good idea? Or even possible?" Becky shrugged. "If she can't be brought with us, the Holmes Field Device won't work, right? So we care for her here. If it does allow it, I'll keep her with me in my house and teach her about her new world. I'll just say she's a foreign student bunking with me." "Literally, I might add." Mark quipped, holding up his goblet and winking. "Oh, you," Becky giggled while Nanu shed her clothes and crawled over Becky, straddling her hips and beginning to squirm their pussies together slowly. "I don't think she's gonna give up on the notion of being my slave-girl any time soon; it seems to make her feel safe. If she asks about you as a slave, I'll say I freed you." "Well, I was pretty enslaved to you for a while there," Mark chuckled. "Funny, I remember being so in love with you while those tabs were in effect, and I remember it fondly. But at this point, I'm just back to feeling like you're my dear friend, and I love you, just not in love any more, ya' know?" Becky sighed and nodded as she placed her hands gently on Nanu's tits and caressed them while undulating beneath the slave-girl. "I know what you mean. Talk about exhilarating, right? We should do that again at some point, just for funsies." "I'm in," Mark agreed, as his cock hardened from watching the two girls make love. He put down his wine, stood up and moved in behind them, kneeling at the bottom of the couch and sinking his cock deep inside Becky, making her moan as he started to slide in and out of her. "And what about our other acquisitions?" he asked, caressing and squeezing Nanu's ass while he fucked his Physics teacher. "Uh, the clothes we'll keep at my place, for future use," she breathed, loving the feel of Nanu's moist cunt on hers while Mark fucked deeply. She felt Nanu shiver and gasp as Mark pulled out of her and pushed into the slave-girl. "And I bought those big amphorae of Falernian wine, there's twenty-six liters in each. We'll bury them where we know nature has never been disturbed back in our time, and then retrieve them. Voila, Roman wine for dinner every night." "I'm gonna have fun explaining that to my parents;” Mark chuckled as he slid back into Becky, making her cry out. Dinner with Family. Dhallyla stared at the liquid in her glass in wonder while her family sat at the table for dinner. It was quite unlike anything she'd ever tasted before. "Mark, what; what did you say this was called again?" she asked. He shrugged as he ate. "It's a Roman-style wine, called Falernian. Lots of people are recreating ancient alcohol recipes now, so I thought we'd give this a shot. Pretty nice, hmm?" "Very strong," his sister Roxy rasped as she put down her wine glass and made a bit of a face. "Very, very strong." "That's why the Romans and Greeks mixed their wine with water," he chuckled. "Some Roman talked about not being able to bring an open flame near wine because it could catch fire. So I mixed it with water, like the instructions said. Sorry if it's still strong." "Where did you get this again?" his father asked. "Ren Faire," he said easily. "All sorts of brewers and people showing off their wine and beer skills these days at them, so I thought I'd give it a shot, ya' know? Bought a couple of bottles." "It's certainly different, but I can grow to like it," his mother mused. "Make sure you get more before we run out." "I can do that," Mark replied cheerfully. Later that night, he was sitting at his desk in his room, surfing for eras to visit during their next adventure, when the door to his room clicked shut. He turned his head to see his sister leaning back against the door, looking at him pointedly. "Something I can do for you, Rox?" he asked plainly, keeping his eyes on his research. "Now that you mention it, yeah," she said, folding her arms and wearing that insufferable smirk of hers. She never stopped reminding him who the elder sibling was. "So I did some looking around online, and there hasn't been a Ren Faire within five hundred miles of us in the last six months." Mark paused in his surfing and slowly turned to look at his sister. "So," she said, walking slowly toward him. "I figure it's about time you told me what the Hell is really going on;” Loose ends, scores to settle, a moral quandaries abound! It's Your Own Fault You Snooped! Mark didn't speak for several seconds, trying his best to not gape at Roxy. She'd always been somewhat suspicious of him when he did just about anything, but the fact that she'd done actual research this time was something new. She had played her hand, and he was cornered. But still, he found himself not sure what to say. "Well, c'mon, you little trouser snake," moving away from the door and sauntering toward him. She could tell she'd caught him dead to rights about something, but now she needed to find out what it was. "Ya' might as well 'fess up, because I somehow doubt you want mom and dad to know what you're up to." The mere thought brought a shiver to Mark and left a cold sweat on his brow. He swallowed, trying not to panic. Roxy had less mercy in a sibling confrontation than Mike Tyson had in the ring. He thought of the number of times she'd beaten his ass for tattling on her when they were younger, and how she'd always get some brutal form of revenge he was unlikely to forget. And he dreaded the thought of how she could screw this up for him. "I'm almost not wanting to find out, at least for a while, because watching your mind flop around in panic is kinda fun," she said, smirking as she stopped in front of him and leaned forward. "But I need to make a decision about whether the 'rents oughta know, so let's speed this up, okay?" She then turned and sat on the edge of his bed, leaning back on her hands, one leg crossed over the other as she looked at him pointedly. "Spill it, little brother." His mind raced. What could he tell her? She'd caught him in a flat-out lie that he had acquired his Falernian wine from a Ren Faire, and had no doubt pieced together that his other recent exotic acquisitions were likewise not from where he'd claimed. So what were her suspicions? She no doubt was assuming, quite reasonably, that he was involved in some illicit activity that

 NEW EPISODE — CASH BURNER 5000 IN THE ARENA! In this episode of The Arena! Podcast, we sit down with hip hop artist and long-time supporter of the movement, Cash Burner 5000. He pulled up on us with brand new music, fresh energy, and real conversations you won't want to miss.Cash Burner 5000 has always shown love to The Arena, and today he steps inside our studio to talk about his journey, his newest releases, and what's coming next. Tap in!EPISODE BREAKDOWN:• Artist introduction• Cash Burner 5000 speaks on his growth & grind• We preview brand new music• Behind the scenes of his creative process• Real talk about loyalty, support, and staying consistent• Closing thoughts + next movesFOLLOW & SUPPORT Cash Burner 5000 – Make sure you tap in with his music and platforms The Arena! Podcast – Subscribe and turn on notifications New episodes every week featuring rising and established talentIf you rock with the episode, hit that LIKE button, drop a COMMENT, and SUBSCRIBE to stay locked in with everything happening inside The Arena!Don't forget to share this with someone who loves real hip hop.

On this episode of The Weekly Scroll Podcast, Ryan is joined by Jonathan of Goblins & Gardens to discuss and review (kind of) the DOOM ARENA BOARD GAME PROTOTYPE from Modiphius, the fast-paced, brutal PvP miniatures board game based on the iconic videogame series. If you want to see the game playtested check out the vod over on our twitch channel. Find the Kickstarter here: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/modiphius/doom-arena-board-gameFind Jonathan here: https://goblinsandgardens.com/0:00 Start03:05 Unboxing (kind of)07:35 Kickstarter page in brief10:25 Game breakdown12:45 Likes and Dislikes19:40 Metrics and discussion58:30 Wrap UpAll our links here: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://linktr.ee/theweeklyscroll⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@theweeklyscroll⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Twitch: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.twitch.tv/theweeklyscroll⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/the.weekly.scroll⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bluesky: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://bsky.app/profile/theweeklyscroll.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Discord: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://discord.gg/SQYEuebVab⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠At-Coast Merch: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.bonfire.com/store/the-weekly-scroll/⁠⁠

The USC Triple-Double Podcast -- the Peristyle Podcast's basketball-focused podcast -- returns with co-hosts Shotgun Spratling and Connor Morrissette (aka Mr. Triple Double) breaking down the strong start of the 2025-26 season for the Trojans' men and women's basketball programs, including a top 10 win on the East Coast for the Women of Troy. Shotgun and Connor talk about the outstanding comeback victory over No. 9 North Carolina State in Charlotte that saw the USC women score the final eight points of the game, closing out the game with four minutes of scoreless defense and a game-winning bucket from freshman Jazzy Davidson with 8.2 seconds remaining. The podcasting duo also take a look at the USC men getting a pair of blowout wins that saw three different players score 20+ points in the season opener against Cal Poly and seven different players score in double figures while putting up 114 points -- most since scoring 117 points against Arizona State in 1998 -- in a victory over Manhattan. Shotgun and Connor break down all four of the games with their patented Triple-Double segment. After a break, they look at where the two programs stand after the first week of the season and look forward to some intriguing matchups this weekend with the men taking on Illinois State in the Intuit Dome in a multi-team event and the women facing off Dawn Staley's No. 2 South Carolina squad in Crypto.com Arena in what could be a second- or third-weekend NCAA tournament preview. The USC Triple-Double concludes with a look at the signing classes for each program as the Women of Troy signed the No. 1 player in the nation for the third time in four years and one of the top international players while Eric Musselman's staff went twinning, signing the sons of a former NBA elite rim protector. Please review, rate and subscribe to the Peristyle Podcast on ⁠Apple Podcasts⁠! Make sure you check out ⁠USCFootball.com⁠ for complete coverage of this USC Trojans basketball and football teams.  To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Is the grass really greener on the other side? Or is it time to water the lawn God's already given you? In this weeks message from Jim Ramos, discover Guardrail #3 from his upcoming book, Guardrails: 10 Boundaries for an Unbreakable Marriage — how to stay emotionally connected to your bride and avoid the subtle drift that destroys marriages. Jim unpacks biblical truth from Genesis 2, explains the Hebrew word Dabaq ("to cleave"), and shows what it really means to pursue, protect, and stay bonded to your wife. You'll walk away knowing the difference between connection and attachment — and why it matters AND simple ways to guard your heart from emotional entanglement with others. This message is from The MAG, The McMinnville Area Gathering for men in McMinnville, Oregon. This episode is sponsored by Compassion International. Our goal is for the Men in the Arena tribe to sponsor 1,000 boys over the coming year! Help us reach that goal and make a difference in a child's life today. When you sponsor a child using our link, you'll receive a free copy of Jim's book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God! We are also sponsored by MTNTOUGH Fitness Lab, a Christian-owned fitness app. This app, combined with diet, has helped Jim get in the best shape of his life! Get 6 weeks free with the code ARENA30 at MTNTOUGH.com. Every man needs a locker room. Apply to join an exclusive brotherhood of like-minded men in The Locker Room, our monthly live Zoom Q&A call! We meet in the Locker Room once a month for community, fellowship, laughter, and to help each other find biblical answers to life's difficult questions. Locker Room members also get access to monthly exclusive leadership trainings, historically only available to the staff team at Men in the Arena. Membership is by application only. Go here to apply: https://patreon.com/themeninthearena Get Jim Ramos' USA TODAY Bestselling book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God (https://tinyurl.com/dialedinbook)

You keep reworking the curriculum of your offer instead of launching it.You're designing a beautiful website, tweaking graphics in Canva, writing posts you never publish.You research.You revise.You overthink.You scroll for “inspiration.”You take notes.You gather ideas.And then you tell yourself it's “not ready yet.”Meanwhile, the days go by.The weeks go by.The months go by.And you're still inside your head…still brainstorming…still “getting things together”…still “working on your offer”…Still.Not. Moving.And here's the truth:Your business will never replace your income if you are avoiding the one action that actually moves the needle.There is ONE thing every successful entrepreneur does.Not the strategy.Not the niche.Not the branding.Not the tech.THIS thing.And until you're willing to do it — like actually do it — your business will stay stuck in place.Let's talk about the moment I realized this…and the six steps that will pull you out of the overthinking loop and into real momentum.Trying to build a business without being seen…When I pivoted into business coaching, I immediately have 7-8 clients I started working with. One day I decided to sit down, and analyze their intake forms for my market research.I sat with them.I studied them.And at some point as I was deep in my analysis of the research, it hit me.The truth was suddenly screaming off the page:They are trying to build a business without being seen. It was like they were hiding in the backend of their business.Hiding behind tasks that “felt productive” but didn't require emotional exposure.Once I saw this pattern… I couldn't unsee it. And the image that came to mind was of my dog in residency, Champion.The hidey hole: The Place You Hide When Something Feels Too VulnerableBack when I was in residency, I had a sweet little dog named Champion.Champion loved me… and was terrified of almost everyone else.So when the dog walker came into my apartment?He would run straight into the back of my closet — this tiny corner we affectionately called his Hidey Hole — and refuse to come out.She'd have to gently coax him out every single time.He wasn't trying to make everyone's life difficult. His nervous system was just overwhelmed and he was instinctively trying to protect himself. What I realized is… My clients were trying to build their businesses from a hidey hole. And maybe this is something you do as well. You're recording podcasts… but sending them to no one.You're outlining programs… but never releasing them.You're creating content… but never publishing it.You're planning and working and creating on your computer… but hesitate to put your work out into the world. You are trying to build your business from a hidey hole because you are afraid of being seen. It's avoidance — disguised as productivity.It's doing the safe work.The solo work.The invisible work.The work that doesn't involve other people, opinions, or outcomes.And just like Champion — you're hiding because something feels scary.Something feels too vulnerable.Something feels too emotionally risky.But here's the real problem:You can't build a business from a hidey hole. Not a real one.Not one that makes money.Not one that replaces your income.Because a business that makes money requires you to put yourself out there. It requires you to get in the arena.Getting in the arenaLet's throw it back to Teddy Roosevelt's man in the arena speech…“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcomingWho knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement.And who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”That quote says it all. Being an entrepreneur forces you to choose what kind of person you want to be.Do you want to be in the arena?Or do you want to be a cold and timid soul?Arena Action vs. Hidey-Hole ActionLet's define these two types of actions right now so we are on the same page. Hidey Hole Action involves you and your computerArena Action involves other people.Hidey Hole action is all the stuff you do alone:* brainstorming* tinkering* curriculum building* tweaking graphics* editing modules* planning* re-planning* researching* thinkingAll the internal, safe, low-exposure work.Arena action is anything with a chance of emotional exposure:* reaching out to someone* pitching a collab* posting content* sharing your offer* having market research convos* doing a livestream * hosting a webinarArena action is what actually builds a business.Hidey Hole action is what keeps you busy and distracted. And if you are unwilling to do arena action your business will never make money. So today, I'm walking you through the 6 strategies for getting into the arena. 1. Accept That It's RequiredWhen I first started building my business, I didn't realize what it took to build a business. I signed up for a life coaching certification without actually thinking about how I would get clients. For some reason it didn't seem relevant. But on week 3 of my certification training, I opened the workbook to the section called “Prospecting.”Prospecting — which was really the practicing of building relationships with potential clients. I read through the workbook. Feeling more horrified with each sentence that I read. Stunned, I closed my laptop. Internally I was screaming…” wait I have to do WHAT?”Up until that moment, I hadn't thought about the “business” part of building a business. I wasn't thinking about having sales conversations.I wasn't thinking about doing marketing. So the realization I would have to put myself out there like a mormon on a mission filled me with dread. I seriously thought about quitting right then. Backing out of the whole business thing. But instead, I decided to commit.I realized that entrepreurship required stepping into the arenaover and over agiain.and I decided to rise to the challenge. You know what they say… . acceptance is the first step. So thats what I need you todo first. Take a moment and let it sink in for real.You cannot build a business without being seen.You can't build a business in a hidey hole.You must take bold + vulnerable action again and again to build a business. Entrepreneurship requires you to step into the arena.Period. 2. Choose the Discomfort of GrowthThe concept of comfort zone is a lie. People think they can either choose to stay in their comfort zone, or get out of their comfort zone and grow. That's not the choice. Because the truth is “stay in your comfort zone” is not a real choice. You can stay put where you are, but where you are is not comfortable.If your current situation was truly comfortable… you wouldn't be trying to solve for it. You are not comfortable. You are in familiar discomfort. The choice is NOT stay in your comfort zone or get out of your comfort zone because every path has discomfort. The real choice is which discomfort to you want?The discomfort of stagnationorthe discomfort of growth? You will be uncomfortable either way, so all you can do is choose your preferred discomfort. 3.Leverage your social circleWhen I surrounded myself with other entrepreneur friends — people who were also posting, launching, experimenting it became so much easier to do it myself.Putting yourself out there.Taking on emotional risk to build something of your own became a social currency. A normal behavior. I wasn't the only one feeling exposed — everyone was.We were all in the arena together.And that's the magic of community:Proximity normalizes fear.When the people around you are doing brave things regularly, your bravery starts to rise to meet theirs.4. Learn How to Regulate and Process Your EmotionsThe only reason you avoid stepping into the arena is because you are afraid of your own feelings. * You're afraid you won't get the result you want and feel disappointed.* You're afraid people will judge you and you'll feel embarrassed.* You're afraid of getting a no and feeling rejected. * You're afraid you'll feel like a failure.It always comes back to a feeling. If you weren't afraid of those emotions, nothing would stop you.This is why emotional regulation matters so much.Because when you know how to:* process your emotions* be with your emotions* support yourself through your emotions* expand your emotional capacitythere's nothing to be scared of. Your fear shrinks.Your capacity expands.The reason I can get into the arena on such a regular basis is because I've trained myself to hold all emotions. I feel so confident in my emotional capacity.That doesn't mean I'm not afraid, but I can manage the fear because I trust myself to manage all my emotions. Once you learn how to manage your emotions, the arena stops feeling like an existential threat — and starts feeling like a fun challenge. 5. Anchor Yourself in the MissionWhen you're rooted in your mission the arena stops feeling like a personal performance… and starts feeling like service.This is where your clarity anchors come in:* Who you're here to help* The result you help them achieve* Why you're the one to lead themWhen you're grounded in those three truths, everything shifts.You're no longer entering the arena to “prove yourself.”You're not posting for validation.You're not launching to feel worthy.You're doing it because your people need you.When your mission is bigger than you, your courage increases.Your willingness expands.Your resistance softens.It's not about being selfless — it's about being mission-led.When you anchor into why you're here and who you're here to serve…you stop obsessing over how you look and start focusing on who you can help.That mission pulls you forward in a way willpower never could.And some days, that mission is the only thing that gets you into the arena.6. Make “Getting Into the Arena” the Entire MetricThis is the one that frees you.Most people avoid the arena because they're terrified of what will happen after the action:“What if I launch… and no one buys?”“What if I pitch… and no one responds?”“What if I try… and it flops?”But that fear only exists because you're measuring the wrong thing.Your metric — especially in the beginning — is NOT:* Did it sell?* Did it convert?* Did people like it?* Did it work?Your metric is simply:“Did I get into the arena today?”That's it.Did you launch the thing?Did you post the post?Did you submit the pitch?Did you put yourself out there?That is the only metric that matters at the start.When getting into the arena becomes the whole metric, something magical happens:You stop tying your self-worth to outcomes.You start celebrating your courage instead of critiquing your performance.And once you've mastered that — the consistency, the self-trust, the willingness to show up — THEN you can start focusing on outcomes.But not before.Because you cannot optimize what you're too afraid to do consistently.So let the metric be simple.Did you get into the arena?If yes → celebrate.If no → hold yourself accountable. That's how momentum is built.That's how capacity is built.And that's how businesses are built.It's time to get into the arena…At the end of the day, business is not built in your Google Docs, or your Canva files, or the safe little corners of your brain where everything feels theoretically perfect.Business is built in the arena.It's built in the moments when you choose to feel the discomfort instead of avoiding it.When you choose growth over hiding.When you choose the mission over your fear.When you choose showing up even when there's no guarantee of how it will go.Every entrepreneur you admire has felt the exact same emotions you're feeling right now — the doubt, the fear, the awkwardness, the vulnerability — and the only difference is that they kept going.They didn't wait to feel ready.They didn't wait for perfection.They didn't wait until certainty arrived.They increased their emotional capacity.They anchored into their mission.They made “getting into the arena” the only metric that mattered — until it became normal.And that is available for you, too.So if you take nothing else from this:Stop measuring success by outcomes you haven't earned the emotional reps for yet.Start measuring success by your willingness to step into the arena at all.Because when you consistently show up — even imperfectly, even shakily, even with your heart beating out of your chest — you become the kind of person who can hold the results you say you want.You become someone who can launch.You become someone who can sell.You become someone who can lead.You become someone who can succeed.Not because you eliminated fear — but because you learned how to walk with it.So ask yourself:Did I get into the arena today?If the answer is yes — that's everything.If the answer is no — you know exactly what to do next.Your business will grow in direct proportion to the number of times you choose courage over comfort.Get into the arena.Feel what you need to feel.Show up again tomorrow.This is how you become the entrepreneur you want to be.If you want to join me in the arena, this is exactly what we do inside of Create Your Six Figure Offer. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit spirituallyambitious.substack.com/subscribe

eThekwini's Ratepayers Turn to the Ballot: ERPM Enters Political Arena Amid Leadership Crisis by Radio Islam

Kyo était l'invité du Double Expresso RTL2 ce vendredi 14 novembre. Le groupe est venu présenter son nouvel album "Ultraviolent", sorti le 31 octobre 2025, et a offert un live exceptionnel avec deux titres extrait de ce nouveau disque, "Le Graal" et "Hors du temps". En interview, les membres du groupe ont évoqué la conception de l'album et leur concert à venir à Paris La Défense Arena le 13 mars 2027, un événement déjà très attendu par leurs fans.Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Kyo était l'invité du Double Expresso RTL2 ce vendredi 14 novembre. Le groupe est venu présenter son nouvel album "Ultraviolent", sorti le 31 octobre 2025, et a offert un live exceptionnel avec deux titres extrait de ce nouveau disque, "Le Graal" et "Hors du temps". En interview, les membres du groupe ont évoqué la conception de l'album et leur concert à venir à Paris La Défense Arena le 13 mars 2027, un événement déjà très attendu par leurs fans.Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Kyo était l'invité du Double Expresso RTL2 ce vendredi 14 novembre. Le groupe est venu présenter son nouvel album "Ultraviolent", sorti le 31 octobre 2025, et a offert un live exceptionnel avec deux titres extrait de ce nouveau disque, "Le Graal" et "Hors du temps". En interview, les membres du groupe ont évoqué la conception de l'album et leur concert à venir à Paris La Défense Arena le 13 mars 2027, un événement déjà très attendu par leurs fans.Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Kyo était l'invité du Double Expresso RTL2 ce vendredi 14 novembre. Le groupe est venu présenter son nouvel album "Ultraviolent", sorti le 31 octobre 2025, et a offert un live exceptionnel avec deux titres extrait de ce nouveau disque, "Le Graal" et "Hors du temps". En interview, les membres du groupe ont évoqué la conception de l'album et leur concert à venir à Paris La Défense Arena le 13 mars 2027, un événement déjà très attendu par leurs fans. L'info du matin - Grégory Ascher et Erika Moulet ont évoqué une nouvelle détox digitale pour aider à décrocher de son téléphone. Le winner du jour - Dans le Loiret, un couple a inscrit son séquoia sur son testament. - Le CV d'un winner est consulté par un recruteur en plein concert des Jonas Brothers. Les savoirs inutiles - Direction Hawaii pour évoquer le volcan Kilauea, classé au patrimoine mondial de l'UNESCO et considéré comme l'un des plus actifs au monde. La chanson du jour - T. Rex "Get It On" Le jeu surprise - Mélody de Saint-Léger-les-Vignes (vers Nantes) repart avec un bon d'achat de 150 euros valable chez Maison Scarlett. La Banque RTL2 - Virginie d'Argancy (vers Metz) gagne 500 euros. - Pauline de Moutiers-les-Mauxfaits (vers les Sables-d'Olonne) remporte une Nintendo Switch 2. 2 titres à la suite - Natalie de Nantes gagne un séjour avec transport, hôtel et invitations pour aller applaudir Ed Sheeran à Dublin. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Kaum eine Woche vergeht, in der nicht eine neue Idee durch die Arena getrieben wird, wie wir den Sozialstaat zusammen kürzen müssen. Zu teuer, nicht mehr finanzierbar, wir müssen alle mehr Eigenverantwortung zeigen, heißt es. Aber sind die Ausgaben für den Sozialstaat wirklich explodiert? Und was soll das eigentlich konkret heißen, mehr Eigenverantwortung, wenn wir krank werden, in Rente gehen oder wenn wir im Alter auf Pflege angewiesen sind? Und warum stehen auch Ausgaben für Kinder, Jugendliche oder Menschen mit Behinderungen auf dem Prüfstand? Der Angriff auf den Sozialstaat ist ein Kernprojekt der Merz-Regierung, das zeigt aktuell auch die Grundsatzrede von Bundeswirtschaftsministerin Katharina Reiche (die sie allerdings nach unserem Redaktionsschluss gehalten hat). Höchste Zeit, mal genauer auf die Debatte und mögliche Antworten zu schauen. Nachtrag: Die Sozialleistungsquote 2024 liegt sogar etwas niedriger, als von uns im Podcast genannt, nämlich bei 31 Prozent (statt 31,2 Prozent). Das liegt an revidierten BIP-Zahlen. Siehe in den Quellen Dullien/Rietzler (2025).

Hour 2 - After local and national news we check sports with Ted Woodward. It was a good night for fans at Charles Koch Arena.

Steph Curry's Vintage Masterpiece FIRES UP Gil's Arena as Gilbert Arenas & The Gil's Aren Crew react to Steph Curry dropping a classic 40 piece to carry the Golden State Warriors over the San Antonio Spurs and debate if the Warriors' old heads are legit contenders to bring the dynasty back to the bay area. Next, they break down Victor Wembanyama getting his groove back as the San Antonio Spurs superstar has benefitted greatly from the return of De'Aaron Fox before reacting to the OKC Thunder's takedown of the Los Angeles Lakers, sparking a debate on if this Thunder team can be one of the greatest teams of all time as Shai Gilgeous Alexander pushes for his 2nd consecutive NBA MVP Award. Finally, they react to Luka Doncic's comments on the firing of Nico Harrison as Slovenian Jesus finally has closure on the upside down chapter of his before breaking down the NBA MVP odds this season, sparking a debate on if race for the best player in the league proves international hoopers are taking over the NBA. PLEASE give us a Like and Subscribe!! Today's Crew : Gilbert Arenas, Josiah Johnson, Rashad McCants, Kenyon Martin & Swaggy P Gil's Arena premieres every Wednesday & Thursday at 11:30am PT / 2:30pm ET. Sign up for Underdog HERE with promo code GIL and play $5 to get $100 in bonus funds or bonus entries https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-gi... Fetch a FREE Jumpstart Trial Bag for your Dog today. Go to https://RuffGreens.com and use promo code “Arena” Use our code for 10% off your next SeatGeek order*: https://seatgeek.onelink.me/RrnK/ARENA10 Sponsored by SeatGeek. *Restrictions apply. Max $20 discount Buy Cooking With Larry Shirts HERE - https://wearhouse5ive.com/#1004ad8e5e... SUBSCRIBE:    / @thearena0   Join the Underdog discord for access to exclusive giveaways and promos!   / discord   Must be 18+ (19+ in AL, NE; 19+ in CO for some games; 21+ in AZ & MA) and present in a state where Underdog Fantasy operates. Terms apply. Concerned with your play? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit www.ncpgambling.org; NY: Call the 24/7 HOPEline at 1-877-8-HOPENY or Text HOPENY (467369) 2 Min Countdown 0:00:00 Show Start 0:01:58 Steph Curry's Masterpiece Saves The Warriors 0:06:55 Wemby Gets His Groove Back 0:50:03 Shai & The Thunder Destroy The Lakers 1:07:25 Luka Reacts To The Firing Of Nico Harrison 1:43:07 International Players Are TAKING OVER The NBA 1:49:15 MostlyFans 2:06:18 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Today we have swimming superstar Summer McIntosh. She talked a little over an hour and nothing was off-limits. Before we hit record, she said, “Go for it. I'm ready to discuss anything.” We caught up during her three-week altitude block at the U.S. Olympic Training Center, where she's working under new coach, Bob Bowman. And, of course, she recently announced her global partnership with Arena. (see link below). This podcast is loaded. Summer provides insight and backstory across a lot of topics. She certainly breaks through the noise of the internet, allowing us  us peek into the mind of the most dominant female swimmer on the planet in her run-up to LA2028.

John F Kennedy's grandson, Jack Schlossberg, has launched a bid for a U.S. House seat. Mark has some special news to tell you regarding the hit TV show Everybody Loves Raymond! Mark takes your calls! Mark interviews author Ann Coulter. Is there a security issue, depending on which political party you belong to, that determines the amount of protection you receive when speaking at college campuses? Ann believes MSNBC will be ok after it rebrands itself this weekend to "MSNOW" because the network fuels Democrats to act crazy against Republicans. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

John F Kennedy's grandson, Jack Schlossberg, has launched a bid for a U.S. House seat. Mark has some special news to tell you regarding the hit TV show Everybody Loves Raymond! Mark takes your calls! Mark interviews author Ann Coulter. Is there a security issue, depending on which political party you belong to, that determines the amount of protection you receive when speaking at college campuses? Ann believes MSNBC will be ok after it rebrands itself this weekend to "MSNOW" because the network fuels Democrats to act crazy against Republicans.

Life is too short to live it without purpose. Wess Stafford has an amazing story and a challenging message for us all! Dr. Wess Stafford, President Emeritus of Compassion International, is an internationally recognized advocate for children in poverty. Wess' life experiences have uniquely prepared him for this role. With earned undergraduate degrees from Moody Bible Institute, Biola University and a master's degree from Wheaton College, as well as a Ph.D. from Michigan State University, Wess often says, "Everything I really need to know to lead a multinational organization I learned from the poor, growing up in an African village." This episode is sponsored by Compassion International. Our goal is for the Men in the Arena tribe to sponsor 1,000 boys over the coming year! Help us reach that goal and make a difference in a child's life today. When you sponsor a child using our link, you'll receive a free copy of Jim's book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God! We are also sponsored by MTNTOUGH Fitness Lab, a Christian-owned fitness app. This app, combined with diet, has helped Jim get in the best shape of his life! Get 6 weeks free with the code ARENA30 at MTNTOUGH.com. Every man needs a locker room. Apply to join an exclusive brotherhood of like-minded men in The Locker Room, our monthly live Zoom Q&A call! We meet in the Locker Room once a month for community, fellowship, laughter, and to help each other find biblical answers to life's difficult questions. Locker Room members also get access to monthly exclusive leadership trainings, historically only available to the staff team at Men in the Arena. Membership is by application only. Go here to apply: https://patreon.com/themeninthearena Get Jim Ramos' USA TODAY Bestselling book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God (https://tinyurl.com/dialedinbook)

Nico Harrison FIRED By The Mavericks ERUPTS Gil's Arena as Gilbert Arenas & The Gil's Arena Crew react to The Dallas Mavericks decision to fire their Nico Harrison 9 months after his shocking decision to send Luka Doncic to the Los Angeles Lakers and debate if it was the right move to let Nico take the fall for the ugly state of the franchise. They also discuss what this means for the future of the Mavericks as they build around Cooper Flagg and Kyrie Irving before reacting to Flagg's career high 26 points against the Milwaukee Bucks Monday Night. Next they react to 2 players lighting up the NBA this season as Cade Cunningham is taking the leap to NBA Superstar by leading the Detroit Pistons to the top spot in the Eastern Conference and Nikola Jokic is still playing like the best player in the world as the dominant Denver Nugget is on his way to another historic season & MVP Campaign. Finally, they react to the final format for the USA vs The World NBA All Star Game and give their take on how the international spin on the mid season classic will change All Star Weekend, before reacting to the international superstar Victor Wembanyama continue his breakout season as De'Aaron Fox has added another element to Wemby's game. PLEASE give us a Like and Subscribe!! Today's Crew : Gilbert Arenas, Josiah Johnson, Kenyon Martin & Swaggy P Gil's Arena premieres every Wednesday & Thursday at 11:30am PT / 2:30pm ET. Sign up for Underdog HERE with promo code GIL and play $5 to get $100 in bonus funds or bonus entries https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-gi... Use our code for 10% off your next SeatGeek order*: https://seatgeek.onelink.me/RrnK/ARENA10 Sponsored by SeatGeek. *Restrictions apply. Max $20 discount Connect with a provider at ro.co/arena to find out if prescription Ro Sparks are right for you and receive $15 off your first order. SUBSCRIBE:    / @thearena0   Join the Underdog discord for access to exclusive giveaways and promos!   / discord   Must be 18+ (19+ in AL, NE; 19+ in CO for some games; 21+ in AZ & MA) and present in a state where Underdog Fantasy operates. Terms apply. Concerned with your play? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit www.ncpgambling.org; NY: Call the 24/7 HOPEline at 1-877-8-HOPENY or Text HOPENY (467369) 2 Min Countdown 0:00:00 Show Start 0:01:50 Mavericks Fire Nico Harrison 0:09:18 Should The Mavs Blow It Up? 0:36:56 Cooper Flagg's Best Game Of The Season 0:42:47 Bradley Beal OUT For The Season 0:51:37 Cade Cunningham Is A Superstar 0:59:22 Nikola Jokic Is Still The Best Player In The World 1:20:04 NBA Announces USA vs World All Star Game 1:34:28 DeAndre Hunter SNAPS Josh Giddey's Ankles 2:06:03 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Die FC Bayern Frauen schlagen den FC Arsenal. Miasanrot analysiert die Partie aus der Allianz Arena.

Programa 4x04 de "La Canción Continúa", podcast dedicado a la relectura de Canción de Hielo y Fuego y análisis de House of the Dragon (La Casa del Dragón) y El Caballero de los Siete Reinos (A knight of the seven kingdoms). Esta semana, siguiendo nuestro proyecto de relectura conjunta de Festín de Cuervos y Danza de Dragones, os traemos el análisis del primer capítulo de Areo Hotah, El Capitán de los Guardias, de Festín de Cuervos. Doran Martell recibe la visita de las Serpientes de Arena. En Lanza del Sol, las gentes claman venganza por la Víbora Roja y Doran toma una decisión sobre sus sobrinas. ¡Esperamos que os guste! ¡Descubre nuestro Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/lacancioncontinua Conviértete en miembro de este canal para disfrutar de ventajas: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9qd9hxlw3MtLNJDIXlrSgg/join Las ilustraciones de las miniaturas de los podcasts de relectura son obra de Andrea Angla, a la que podéis encontrar también en su canal de youtube Rol Nexus. La música del final del podcast es una versión a trompeta de Jenny de Piedrasviejas, regalo de nuestro estimado y talentoso oyente Sergio Antón Melgarejo. Síguenos en: Instagram https://bit.ly/33DkuVI​​​​​​​​​​​ Twitter https://bit.ly/2Uxre38​​​​​​​​​​​ Facebook https://bit.ly/3bnz9XV​​​​​​​​​​ TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@lacancioncontinuapod Puedes escucharnos también en iVoox https://bit.ly/2J7JlYv​​​​​​​​​​​ Spotify https://spoti.fi/3dweXok​​​​​​​​​​​ Apple Podcasts/iTunes https://apple.co/2Jo65mU​​​​​​​​​​​ ¡También estamos en la plataforma morada! https://www.twitch.tv/lacancioncontinua

Just the guys this week! Luke, Bryan, and John are back in classic Social Kick mode — no guests, no script, just pure swim talk. The crew catches up on everything happening across the swim world: new records in China and Russia, Summer McIntosh's big move to Arena, college season chaos, and even a few triathlon and high school highlights. It's the kind of episode that feels like hanging out with your swim buddies after practice — full of takes, laughs, and real conversation about the sport we love. In this episode: Yu Zidi breaks a 13-year Asian Record

Today's theme: Get + Adjective

Do your thoughts ever get the best of you? What if you could finally take control of your mind instead of letting it control you? In this Equipping Men in 10 episode, Jim Ramos breaks down three practical ways to tame your thoughts—inspired by Max Lucado's book Tame Your Thoughts. The goal: to help men learn how to stop destructive thinking before it starts, replace lies with truth, and live with more peace and self-control. By the end of this episode, you'll get advice on how to practice "picky thinking" and stop negative thoughts at the gate, as well as how to uproot toxic thoughts and replant them with God's Word. Check out Max's book 'Tame Your Thoughts'! (Http://tinyurl.com/tame115) This episode is sponsored by Compassion International. Our goal is for the Men in the Arena tribe to sponsor 1,000 boys over the coming year! Help us reach that goal and make a difference in a child's life today. When you sponsor a child using our link, you'll receive a free copy of Jim's book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God! We are also sponsored by MTNTOUGH Fitness Lab, a Christian-owned fitness app. This app, combined with diet, has helped Jim get in the best shape of his life! Get 6 weeks free with the code ARENA30 at MTNTOUGH.com. Every man needs a locker room. Apply to join an exclusive brotherhood of like-minded men in The Locker Room, our monthly live Zoom Q&A call! We meet in the Locker Room once a month for community, fellowship, laughter, and to help each other find biblical answers to life's difficult questions. Locker Room members also get access to monthly exclusive leadership trainings, historically only available to the staff team at Men in the Arena. Membership is by application only. Go here to apply: https://patreon.com/themeninthearena Get Jim Ramos' USA TODAY Bestselling book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God (https://tinyurl.com/dialedinbook)  

João de Andrade Neto, Daniel Leal e Jorge Natan debatem o duelo Sport x Flamengo, no próximo sábado, pela Série A. Para o Rubro-negro pernambucano, um jogo cheio de simbologia, uma vez que pode sacramentar o rebaixamento à segunda divisão frente ao clube com quem tem rixa histórica a respeito do título brasileiro de 1987. Além disso, há a polêmica venda de operação do jogo, que passou para a Arena de Pernambuco e terá maior espaço para os flamenguistas. No fim do papo, Clauber Santana une-se a João de Andrade Neto para debater a renovação de Hélio e Guilherme dos Anjos com o Náutico, e como o clube funcionará com dois técnicos.

Join out deck-centric eccentric set review. Instead of reviewing individual cards, we are looking at whole decks for each color pair - how would we build them, which cards are we hopeful for and what synergies will be key in the early days of the format once it hits the Arena. My guests this time are SamP (Sam Pratt): https://bsky.app/profile/sampratt.bsky.socialZachy K (Zach Kagan): https://bsky.app/profile/zakagan.bsky.socialAnd Tresio (Mike Reiners): https://x.com/TresioPing me for coaching. Join the ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Discord⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, sign up for ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Patreon⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and use this ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Linktree⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for everything else! Watch this episode and see the slides: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Episode #167This podcast is sponsored by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠mtgazone.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ - get your reading fix from the best and brightest Magic writers in the business.You can get the BulkBox if you are in the UK. Remember to use SIERKO10 code for a 10% discount!If you are outside of UK, you can find your local distributor on the ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠BulkBox website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

Die Bundeswehr braucht dringend neues Personal. Dies könnte sie bei Menschen mit Migrationsgeschichte finden, meint unser Gast. Außerdem: Trotz des Waffenstillstands nimmt die Gewalt von radikalen Siedlern im Westjordanland zu. Und: Merz wird 70. Von WDR 5.

Linktree: ⁠https://linktr.ee/Analytic⁠Join The Normandy For Additional Bonus Audio And Visual Content For All Things Nme+! Join Here: ⁠https://ow.ly/msoH50WCu0K⁠Dive deep into the 68th Grammy Awards (2026) with Analytic Dreamz on Notorious Mass Effect. This segment breaks down the February 1, 2026 ceremony at Crypto.com Arena, Los Angeles, covering the Aug 31, 2024–Aug 30, 2025 eligibility window. Kendrick Lamar dominates with 9 nominations, including Record, Song, and Album of the Year—GNX marks his historic 5th consecutive Album of the Year nod. Lady Gaga earns 7, her first triple-major category sweep for Mayhem. Jack Antonoff and Cirkut tie at 7; Bad Bunny secures 6, becoming the first Spanish-language artist nominated across Song, Record, and Album of the Year. Sabrina Carpenter, Leon Thomas, and Serban Ghenea each grab 6. Taylor Swift scores 0 due to The Life of a Showgirl releasing Oct 3, 2025—outside the window—with no qualifying 2024–2025 content. New categories include Best Traditional Country Album (spotlighting Willie Nelson, Margo Price) and Best Album Cover; Best Country Album renamed Best Contemporary Country Album. Insights highlight rap, rock, Latin, and Tiny Desk alumni like Clipse (5 noms) and Leon Thomas' “Mutt.” Broadcast on CBS/Paramount+ with 95 categories. Analytic Dreamz delivers nominee stats, cultural trends, and Swift's 14-win legacy.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/analytic-dreamz-notorious-mass-effect/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

City Hall reporters Madison Iszler and Molly Smith and host Greg Jefferson discuss what comes after the narrow passage of Bexar County's Prop B, which dedicates up to $311 million in tax revenue to a new Spurs arena. One of the biggest next steps: a big city bond election for infrastructure around the arena site. Suggested reading: Inside Prop B's win and what it means for Project Marvel's future Analysis: Spurs arena vote gave Gina Ortiz Jones a hard political lesson Developers pitch housing, restaurants, shops for East Side Sign up here for our ENside Politics newsletter: https://www.expressnews.com/newsletters/ensidepolitics/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Nemanja Bešović bivši košarkaš Partizana trenutno je u ulozi komentatora na Arena sport, a sa svojih 221cm visine spada u najvišeg na svetu ko se bavi tim poslom.Uživajte u TRI sata razgovora :)00:00:00 Uvod00:06:00 Novo lice Arena sport00:31:30 Pratiš košarku? EL? NBA?00:37:45 Odrastanje00:42:50 Odrastanje, maštamnja...00:52:45 Velika seoba - šrelazak u NS01:05:00 PARTIZAN01:20:50 Prvi minuti za Partizan01:29:00 Vrhunski centri kao saigrači01:48:35 Odlazak u Belgiju - Avanture sa Jankelom02:00:45 Opel Meriva na trkačkoj stazi02:03:10 Odlazak u Arapski svet02:09:30 Strumica, drž ne daj02:19:00 Bliski Istok, Šari agent02:36:36 Sirija, Irak, Iran...02:50:10 Tajvan i Indonezija02:54:40 Najteži protivnik i najveći talenat sa kojim si igrao?02:56:50 Šta ti je košarka donela?02:58:30 Savet za mlade?03:30:05 Petorka saigračaThumbnail designer:https://instagram.com/design33_mk?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==Pratite nas na društvenim mrežama!Instagramhttps://www.instagram.com/jaomile_podcast/Facebook https://www.facebook.com/JAOMILEPODCASTTikTokhttps://www.tiktok.com/@jaomile_podcastTwitter https://twitter.com/mileilicGost: Nemanja BešovićDatum: 29.10. 2025. Autor i domaćin: Mile IlićLokacija: Studio Long MileProdukcija: Jao Mile#jaomilepodcast #nemanjabesovic #crvenazvezda #kkpartizan #NikolaJovic #nba  #nikolajokic #abaliga #jokic #bogdanovic #euroleague #doncic #nikolatopic #micic

What happens when you treat each artwork as a proposition of a world—when exhibitions become acts of empathy, and books become vessels for collective memory? This week, Ceri welcomes back the brilliant Ekow Eshun—writer, curator, and cultural polymath—who has just been appointed curator of the British Art Show 10, opening in September 2026. Ekow's trajectory is extraordinary. The first Black editor of Arena magazine, the first Black director of London's ICA, now Chair of the Fourth Plinth Commissioning Group—and a curator whose exhibitions, from In the Black Fantastic to Black Earth Rising, have redefined how we think about identity, myth, and belonging. His recent books, The Strangers and Black Earth Rising, extend that work on the page, blending rigorous history with poetic imagination. In this conversation, they celebrate his new chapter and explore what Ekow hopes to achieve with BAS10: creating space for artists who can bring us closer—to ourselves, to one another, and to the mystery of the world we inhabit. They discuss the “strangeness” that fuels his research, the empathy at the heart of his practice, and what it means to keep going deeper as a writer and curator. KEY TAKEAWAYS Ekow shows us how strangeness and curiosity open up new spaces for discovery, empathy, and connection. Art is a powerful force for reshaping collective memory. Artists use memory not just to preserve the past, but to rewrite the maps of the present. Exhibitions aren't about neat lessons they are about fostering real encounters, the courage to go deeper and see the world from multiple perspectives. BEST MOMENTS “The role of the curator isn't to dictate meaning but to create space for discovery, and that the real power of art lies in shifting how we see, each other, ourselves, and the fragile world we share.” “I just try and set myself as a goal, with everything, with writing, putting together an exhibition - Let's go deeper, there's always another layer.” “If you start a project, you have to start from a radical unknown, where everything is up for discovery.” EPISODE RESOURCES https://www.ekoweshun.co.uk PODCAST HOST BIO With over 35 years in the art world, Ceri has worked closely with leading artists and arts professionals, managed public and private galleries and charities, and curated more than 250 exhibitions and events. She sold artworks to major museums and private collectors and commissioned thousands of works across diverse media, from renowned artists such as John Akomfrah, Pipilotti Rist, Rafael Lozano-Hemmer and Vito Acconci. Now, she wants to share her extensive knowledge with you, so you can excel and achieve your goals. **** Ceri Hand Coaching Membership: Group coaching, live art surgeries, exclusive masterclasses, portfolio reviews, weekly challenges. Access our library of content and resource hub anytime and enjoy special discounts within a vibrant community of peers and professionals. Ready to transform your art career? Join today! https://cerihand.com/membership **** Unlock Your Artworld Network Self Study Course Our self-study video course, "Unlock Your Artworld Network," offers a straightforward 5-step framework to help you build valuable relationships effortlessly. Gain the tools and confidence you need to create new opportunities and thrive in the art world today. https://cerihand.com/courses/unlock_your_artworld_network/ **** Book a Discovery Call Today To schedule a personalised 1-2-1 coaching session with Ceri or explore our group coaching options, simply email us at hello@cerihand.com **** Discover Your Extraordinary Creativity Visit www.cerihand.com to learn how we can help you become an extraordinary creative. This Podcast has been brought to you by Disruptive Media. https://disruptivemedia.co.uk/

EBD LIÇÕES BÍBLICAS CPAD 4º TRIM 2025 | 07ª LIÇÃO: "OS PENSAMENTOS - A ARENA DE BATALHA NA VIDA CRISTÃ"

Warm up mix to get you in the mood for my Birthday Bash XXL the 20th of December at the Lotto Arena! A mix with music from all the performing artists! 

 More info & Tickets at www.bassevents.be
 And join the Facebook event https://www.facebook.com/events/1360750985339459 01 Miss Puss - Non stop 02 Potato & Clayton Cash - Pussy Pussy 03 Polycarpus - Turn it up 04 Dustin Hertz - Nobody likes the records 05 Jase - Loose control 06 Freddy Moreira - KAOLO (Ruthless & Darkraver Remix) 07 LNY-TNZ & Dark-E - Euphorians 08 Ard & Jorn - 16 (Ruthless & Daani remix) 09 Dustin Hertz & Blvckprint - Disconnected 10 Mark with a K & DJ Furax - Big bad orgus 11 LNY-TNZ & Pat B - Soaking wet 12 Lock n' Load, Ruthless & Potato - Blow ya mind 13 Outsiders & LNY-TNZ - Weisse Nase 14 Paul Elstak & Ricardo Moreno and Boogshe - Annihalation 15 The Dark Horror & Guizcore - Fendi

Pastor Gary Lamb preaches about how Daniel influenced culture in ancient Babylon, and how the Church should do the same today.

The rematch between Sonny Liston and champion Muhammad Ali ended quickly with Ali knocking out Liston in the first round. In what arena did the fight take place? Play. Share. Listen with actor and filmmaker, Garry Pastore. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Jeff Goddman, Field of 68, Tournament at Liberty Arena plus Ritchie McKay being unlike most coaches by Ed Lane

Wohlan, geneigte Hörer, die Cast-geweihten grüßen euch! Gladiatorenspiele gibt's wie Sand am... in der Arena - dachten Dom und Jochen und ihr vielleicht auch! Aber so viel los ist in den virtuellen Kolosseen dann doch nicht. Das heißt aber nicht, dass der Typus "Gladiator" als Kämpfer uns als Spieler nicht immer wieder in seinen Bann zieht. Warum das so sein könnte, darüber zerbrechen sich die beiden in dieser Folge den Kopf. Und über die richtig spannenden Waffenkombis! Viel Spaß! Wenn ihr uns abonnieren wollt, folgt einfach dem Link: https://www.gamespodcast.de/abo/ Timecodes: 0:00:00 - Einstieg 0:07:13 - Persönlicher Bezug zu Gladiatoren 0:12:24 - Die Entwicklung der Gladiatoren-Kämpfe 0:31:26 - Gladiatoren-Kämpfe auf ihrem Höhepunkt 0:47:05 - Gladiatoren im Gaming 0:59:43 - Domina 1:07:55 - We Who Are About To Die 1:16:23 - Sands of the Colliseum 1:20:32 - Age of Gladiator 1:25:00 - Potential von Gladiatoren-Spielen In dieser Folge zu hören: Dom Schott & Jochen Redinger

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This week on Limited Resources Marshall and Luis dive into the 17Lands data for the Powered Cube on Arena! This is the first time we've gotten real numbers on the cube, and they are shocking to say the least. One week in, Boros is dominating in a way we have never seen before, while green and some of the previously popular archetypes are suffering. The guys discuss why and also go deep on some of the common combos you'll find in cube.  You can support Limited Resources on the LR Patreon page here: https://www.patreon.com/limitedresources LR is brought to you buy Ultimate Guard! Check out the best gear here: https://ultimateguard.com/en/ Your Hosts: Marshall Sutcliffe and Luis Scott-Vargas Marshall's Twitter: https://twitter.com/Marshall_LR Luis's Twitter: https://twitter.com/lsv

Star Trek. The final frontier. These are the podcasts of three enthusiastic nerds. Meet Captain John Christopher: a man out of time and definitely out of his depth. Star Trek: The Original Series “Tomorrow Is Yesterday” sends the Enterprise hurtling into the 20th century, where Kirk fights like it's “Arena” round two and the science hasn't quite termed black holes yet. Jim, A.Ron, and Talitha debate the stock footage, the time travel, and whether Christopher deserves all that condescension.(00:00:36) - Captain's Log (00:06:28) - Commendations (00:33:16) - Court Martials (00:43:42) - Tricorder Readings (00:46:35) - Subspace Anomalies (00:54:39) - Hailing Frequencies (00:59:35) - Pulling Rank Beam your feedback to startrek@baldmove.com. You can check out Talitha's YouTube Channel here! Follow along on Talitha's insta as she posts about upcoming projects Hey there!  Check out https://support.baldmove.com/ to find out how you can gain access to ALL of our premium content, as well as ad-free versions of the podcasts! Join the Club! Join the discussion: Email | Discord | Reddit | Forums Follow us: Twitch | YouTube | Twitter  |  Instagram  |  Facebook Leave Us A Review on Apple Podcasts Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Does the world of synthesizers feel overwhelming as a worship keys player? You're not alone. Tommee Profitt creates massive cinematic soundscapes, but he started exactly where you are.  In our conversation today, Tommee breaks down why you don't need to be a "synth lord" to serve effectively and shares the simple techniques that can elevate your sound when you're ready to explore.  Learn the two beginner-friendly adjustments that make any patch sound more professional. Discover how to create a practice space that actually inspires you to experiment. Hear about the mod wheel technique that instantly brings dead patches to life.  Whether you're overwhelmed by options or ready to take your first steps beyond basic patches, this conversation will give you clarity and confidence for your worship keys journey.  Worship Online is your new secret weapon for preparing each week. With detailed song tutorials and resources, you and your team will save hours every single week, and remove the stress from preparing for a set. Try a free trial at WorshipOnline.com and see the transformation!   Mentioned in the Episode  Tommee Profitt's New Release  ---  If you like what you hear, please leave us a review! Also, shoot us an e-mail at podcast@worshiponline.com. We want to know how we can better serve you and your church through this podcast.  Don't forget to sign up for your FREE 2-week subscription to Worship Online at WorshipOnline.com!  The Worship Online Podcast is produced by Worship Online in Nashville, TN. 

Luka Doncic CRUSHING Victor Wembanyama & The San Antonio Spurs FIRES UP Gil's Arena as Gilbert Arenas & The Gil's Arena Crew react to another masterpiece from Slovenian Jesus as Luka powered the Los Angeles Lakers to their 5th straight win over Wemby & the Spurs and break down Luka's incredible start to his first full season in purple & gold. They also analyze another stout game for Deandre Ayton as he is proving to be one of the most impactful free agent signings of the NBA season and discuss how JJ Redick will implement LeBron James into this red hot Laker lineup as the King has finally been cleared to play after recoving from sciatica, before reacting to Victor Wembanyama struggles after his unworldly start to the season, sparking a debate on if the NBA has figured out how to stop the Alien. Next, they react to the Dallas Mavericks falling all the way to the bottom of the Western Conference and continue their debate over Cooper Flagg running point in his first NBA Season before breaking down Jaylen Brown's comments on NBA officiating while leaving another skid mark as his hairline continues to fail him. Finally, they react to Russell Westbrook making history as the greatest statistical point guard in NBA History and discuss his comments on the Denver Nuggets choosing to let him walk in free agency before breaking down Kevin Durant's hostile back and forth with Draymond Green debating if offense or defense wins championships in the NFL. PLEASE give us a Like and Subscribe!! Today's Crew : Gilbert Arenas, Josiah Johnson, Rashad McCants, Swaggy P & Brandon Jennings Gil's Arena premieres every Wednesday & Thursday at 11:30am PT / 2:30pm ET. Sign up for Underdog HERE with promo code GIL and play $5 to get $100 in bonus funds or bonus entries https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-gi... Use our code for 10% off your next SeatGeek order*: https://seatgeek.onelink.me/RrnK/ARENA10 Sponsored by SeatGeek. *Restrictions apply. Max $20 discount SUBSCRIBE:    / @thearena0   Join the Underdog discord for access to exclusive giveaways and promos!   / discord   Must be 18+ (19+ in AL, NE; 19+ in CO for some games; 21+ in AZ & MA) and present in a state where Underdog Fantasy operates. Terms apply. Concerned with your play? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit www.ncpgambling.org; NY: Call the 24/7 HOPEline at 1-877-8-HOPENY or Text HOPENY (467369) 2 Min Countdown 0:00:00 Show Start 0:02:00 Luka & The Lakers CRUSH The Spurs 0:07:22 Luka Better Than Shai? 0:32:30 The NBA Has Figured Out How To Stop Wemby 0:45:38 Cooper Flagg & Mavs PLUMMET In The Standings 1:29:51 Jaylen Brown Calls Out The NBA Refs 1:46:01 Jaylen Leaves Another Skid Mark 2:02:15 Russell Westbrook Is The Best Statistical PG Ever 2:04:54 MostlyFans 2:16:13 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome back to TV Show: In Space! REWIND! In this episode, we cover Star Trek: The Original Series season 1 episodes 16-20 - The Galileo Seven, The Squire of Gothos, Arena, Tomorrow is Yesterday, and Court Martial.

Gil's Arena Reacts To Ja Morant's HOSTILE Suspension as Gilbert Arenas & The Gil's Arena Crew react to the Memphis Grizzlies superstar Ja Morant receiving a one game suspension from the Grizzlies for conduct dentrimental to the team following a public altercation with his head coach and debate what's next for the problematic hooper who can't seem to stay out of his own way in Memphis. Next, they react to the Los Angeles Lakers supporting cast carrying the team in the absence of Luka Doncic & LeBron James and break down how Bronny James looks more comfortable on the court in his 2nd season before reacting to Giannis Antetokounmpo having Myles Turner's back by delivering a clutch game winner in the big man's return to Indianapolis. They then react to Zion Williamson going down with a hamstring injury and debate if we should be concerned with the future of the big man's career as he continues to prove he cannot stay on the court. Finally, they react to Russell Westbrook's comments on his decision to leave the Denver Nuggets, saying the team he carried through the NBA playoffs didn't want him and break down 2 teams shocking the NBA after the Chicago Bulls & Philadelphia 76ers got off to hot starts to lead the Eastern Conference PLEASE give us a Like and Subscribe!! Today's Crew : Gilbert Arenas, Josiah Johnson, Kenyon Martin, Swaggy P & Brandon Jennings Gil's Arena premieres every Wednesday & Thursday at 11:30am PT / 2:30pm ET. Sign up for Underdog HERE with promo code GIL and play $5 to get $100 in bonus funds or bonus entries https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-gi... Fetch a FREE Jumpstart Trial Bag for your Dog today. Go to https://RuffGreens.com and use promo code “Arena” SUBSCRIBE:    / @thearena0   Join the Underdog discord for access to exclusive giveaways and promos!   / discord   Must be 18+ (19+ in AL, NE; 19+ in CO for some games; 21+ in AZ & MA) and present in a state where Underdog Fantasy operates. Terms apply. Concerned with your play? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit www.ncpgambling.org; NY: Call the 24/7 HOPEline at 1-877-8-HOPENY or Text HOPENY (467369) 2 Min Timer 0:00:00 Show Start 0:02:00 Ja Morant Suspension 0:06:01 Is The Grizzlies Coach The Problem In Memphis 0:33:26 Good Fit For A Ja Trade? 0:37:39 The Lakers Stayed Alive Without Luka & LeBron 0:45:59 Bronny Shines With Extended Minutes In Year 2 1:02:02 Giannis Is Playing For The NBA MVP 1:12:48 Myles Turner Boo'd In Return To Indy 1:27:00 Zion Hurt Again 1:34:47 Can Josh Giddey Be An NBA Superstar 1:44:51 College Hooper Fakes Injury 1:56:54 Jalen Suggs Pulls A Swaggy P 2:03:18 MostlyFans 2:07:26 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

What does true contentment look like for a man of faith? How do you find lasting joy when life changes — from the stress bubble to retirement and beyond? In this 'Average Joe' conversation, Pastor Jim Ramos sits down with longtime friend and Men in the Arena board member Jeff Dyck to talk about joy, purpose, and the secret to lasting contentment. Together, they unpack what it means to know who you are, embrace your calling, and serve others with the gifts God's given you — no matter your season of life. You'll get insight on how to discover and "deal the hand" God's given you and then how that helps you find true joy no matter the circumstance. This episode is sponsored by MTNTOUGH Fitness Lab, a Christian-owned fitness app. Get 6 weeks free with the code ARENA30 at MTNTOUGH.com. Every man needs a locker room. Join a brotherhood of like-minded men in The Locker Room, our monthly live Zoom Q&A call! We meet in the Locker Room once a month for community, fellowship, laughter, and to help each other find biblical answers to life's difficult questions. Locker Room members also get access to exclusive leadership trainings, historically only available to the staff team at Men in the Arena. Sharing community with these amazing men is one of the most enjoyable things I do. - Jim Ramos https://patreon.com/themeninthearena Get Jim Ramos' USA TODAY Bestselling book, Dialed In: Reaching Your Full Capacity as a Man of God (https://tinyurl.com/dialedinbook)