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Top Five Romantic Sports Movies | Julie Hammerle

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I love romantic movies and I love sports movies. Put the two together, and it’s often a recipe for success.

Here are my top five favorite films that brilliantly meld the romance with the sportsball.

 

The Cutting Edge: I recently rewatched this movie, and it is bad. The Cutting Edge is not a good film, friends. It’s basically one giant montage with a few kissing scenes spliced in. Not that I’m complaining! For me, this movie is pure nostalgia and wish fulfillment. As a kid, I used to dream about being an Olympic figure skater, even though I can barely skate. And, during one of the Winter Olympics in the early ‘90s (I think; I could be making this up), there was an ad where a figure skater challenged a really hot hockey player to a shootout. I don’t know. That’s how I remember it. There’s just something about guys in hockey sweaters wooing girls in fancy skating costumes.

 

Just Wright: Queen Latifah is gorgeous and adorable in this movie as a physical therapist for a pro-basketball player (Common, not so bad himself). Again, this is not the “greatest” movie on the planet, but the leads are so likable, you’ll find yourself grinning throughout the entire runtime.

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My So-Called Teenage Romances by Julie Hammerle

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I have always loved teen stuff—teen shows, teen movies, teen books. I love getting transported back to high school to experience all the angst and excitement and first loves. You know, all the stuff I totally missed out on when I was in high school.

Or, not really “missed out on.” More like “only experienced in my head.”

I didn’t have a lot of game back in high school. The fictional character I most closely identify with—in a whole slew of ways, including a love of cheese—is Liz Lemon from 30 Rock. And watching the episode where she goes back to high school and realizes that she’d been kind of a bully who was a big jerk to people hit a little too close to home. I don’t think I was mean to people necessarily, god I hope not, but I was definitely sarcastic, aloof, and maybe a little above it all.

Anyway, this arm’s-length attitude coupled with a very unfortunate sense of style meant to cover up my poor body image led to me not having a lot of luck with the gentlemen.

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