Nick Against the World (57 Viewers)
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So while I was at the pub tonight having a few brews with my best friend Michael Burke, enjoying the day with some of Sam Adam's finest lager, all of a sudden some cunt walked in wearing a shirt that said "Rossoneri." Of course immediately Burke and I wondered if he was a real Milanista and supported the club through and though, like our bovva Nick here. So Burke said to me, why don't you go over to his table and ask him if he's a Milan fan, and if he says yes say Forza Juve to his face then abruptly walk away. Obviously I'm never going to deny such a opportunity, so I walked over to his table and said my favorite words... "Forza Juve" I stated to his face as the rest of his ignorant American cunt friends looked puzzled. Then I promptly walked away back to the table consisting of my brother Burke, his cousin, and his wife.
So we're having a bunch of good brews, enjoying the night, laughing at the Milan joke sitting on the other side of the bar, when all of a sudden one of his mates walks up to our table. The guy asks if there is a problem and if the seven seas shot we sent the Milan cunt was an insult to the kid, which of course I said yes. The bald slag asked again if there was a problem, while Burke and I explained the signifigance of his friend wearing a "Rossoneri" t-shirt. Needless to say the guy who came up to us had no idea why a Juventino would not approve of someone wearing a Rossoneri shirt, so the guy walked back to his table where told his Milan mate what went down. Apparently this guy was his bodyguard or something...
So about an hour afterwards I walk into the pisser to relieve myself, while all of a sudden some guy steps up next to me in the adjacent pisser. As I'm holding my donk this shaved headed cunt asks if there is a problem between me and his friend, which I respond by saying, "and what sort of problem would that be?" He kept asking me if I had something against his friend, which I kept responding by saying, what on earth would this sort of problem be, oh knowledgable slag. Obviously the guy had no idea why on earth I would be insulting his American Milan friend and joking about the whole situation, which he was confused of. But apparently his friend had told him the whole debacle was about him wearing a Milan shirt, which the bald supposed high school wrestler replied to by saying, "that's cool, we know you Europeans take soccer, or football seriously, while around here we don't really know much about it."
While this was happening, my bovva Burke rolls into the restroom after seeing this joker had followed me in, and like a real friend he was there standing his ground for me, waiting for anything to happen. We were on the brink of fighting this bastard because the Milan cunt did not even have the decency of confronting me himself... he needed his "wrestler" friend to do his dirty work. But as we both stood our ground in the pub restroom, somehow the kid felt like discussing our supposed cultural differences by help of Burke exposing the weakness of these guys' football knowledge. We ended up having a pint with this supposed Rossonero, who actually was a kid who we played in high school and was one of the best players in the state of Maryland. He said he liked Milan because of Kaka, but when we asked him what he thought of Baresi and the Curva Sud, he had no clue what we were talking about.
Burke and I talked to this kid for 20 minutes, the whole time, Burke and I said that we went to the univerity near him. He asked if we plaed football for any REAL team and we said, "Well, yea, guy, he played for (Burke pointing to me) said NAC Breda. Then the guy looked at Burke and Burke, being the ever German that he is said, "Yea, I played for Unterhatching until my knee gave way. The kid said ohh yea, like he knew what the fuck we were talking about. We asked him where he was from and he said MARYLAND then he asked the same... I said Haarlem, and Burke said Munchen. The guy responded with, "Harlem? I thought that was a black neighborhood."
Nice to know you have these faggots supporting your club, right Nicholas? WHO IS BARESI WHO IS CURVA SUD? HARLEM? FUCKING NIG. Fucking Milan cockmongers. Shame we didn't have Rab and Vinni along to kick the shit out of them. We should have kicked his fucking black and red ass. Cunt wearing some Rossoneri shirt... and he doesn't even know what it stands for. Hahahahaa.
So while I was at the pub tonight having a few brews with my best friend Michael Burke, enjoying the day with some of Sam Adam's finest lager, all of a sudden some cunt walked in wearing a shirt that said "Rossoneri." Of course immediately Burke and I wondered if he was a real Milanista and supported the club through and though, like our bovva Nick here. So Burke said to me, why don't you go over to his table and ask him if he's a Milan fan, and if he says yes say Forza Juve to his face then abruptly walk away. Obviously I'm never going to deny such a opportunity, so I walked over to his table and said my favorite words... "Forza Juve" I stated to his face as the rest of his ignorant American cunt friends looked puzzled. Then I promptly walked away back to the table consisting of my brother Burke, his cousin, and his wife.
So we're having a bunch of good brews, enjoying the night, laughing at the Milan joke sitting on the other side of the bar, when all of a sudden one of his mates walks up to our table. The guy asks if there is a problem and if the seven seas shot we sent the Milan cunt was an insult to the kid, which of course I said yes. The bald slag asked again if there was a problem, while Burke and I explained the signifigance of his friend wearing a "Rossoneri" t-shirt. Needless to say the guy who came up to us had no idea why a Juventino would not approve of someone wearing a Rossoneri shirt, so the guy walked back to his table where told his Milan mate what went down. Apparently this guy was his bodyguard or something...
So about an hour afterwards I walk into the pisser to relieve myself, while all of a sudden some guy steps up next to me in the adjacent pisser. As I'm holding my donk this shaved headed cunt asks if there is a problem between me and his friend, which I respond by saying, "and what sort of problem would that be?" He kept asking me if I had something against his friend, which I kept responding by saying, what on earth would this sort of problem be, oh knowledgable slag. Obviously the guy had no idea why on earth I would be insulting his American Milan friend and joking about the whole situation, which he was confused of. But apparently his friend had told him the whole debacle was about him wearing a Milan shirt, which the bald supposed high school wrestler replied to by saying, "that's cool, we know you Europeans take soccer, or football seriously, while around here we don't really know much about it."
While this was happening, my bovva Burke rolls into the restroom after seeing this joker had followed me in, and like a real friend he was there standing his ground for me, waiting for anything to happen. We were on the brink of fighting this bastard because the Milan cunt did not even have the decency of confronting me himself... he needed his "wrestler" friend to do his dirty work. But as we both stood our ground in the pub restroom, somehow the kid felt like discussing our supposed cultural differences by help of Burke exposing the weakness of these guys' football knowledge. We ended up having a pint with this supposed Rossonero, who actually was a kid who we played in high school and was one of the best players in the state of Maryland. He said he liked Milan because of Kaka, but when we asked him what he thought of Baresi and the Curva Sud, he had no clue what we were talking about.
Burke and I talked to this kid for 20 minutes, the whole time, Burke and I said that we went to the univerity near him. He asked if we plaed football for any REAL team and we said, "Well, yea, guy, he played for (Burke pointing to me) said NAC Breda. Then the guy looked at Burke and Burke, being the ever German that he is said, "Yea, I played for Unterhatching until my knee gave way. The kid said ohh yea, like he knew what the fuck we were talking about. We asked him where he was from and he said MARYLAND then he asked the same... I said Haarlem, and Burke said Munchen. The guy responded with, "Harlem? I thought that was a black neighborhood."
Nice to know you have these faggots supporting your club, right Nicholas? WHO IS BARESI WHO IS CURVA SUD? HARLEM? FUCKING NIG. Fucking Milan cockmongers. Shame we didn't have Rab and Vinni along to kick the shit out of them. We should have kicked his fucking black and red ass. Cunt wearing some Rossoneri shirt... and he doesn't even know what it stands for. Hahahahaa.
well done BRO....
Here's how I would approach it: (this is based on my knowledge that you have studied Italian and have been in Italy at more than one occasion)
I start by talking about my personal background (family, what I have studied, what I am studying, etc.), then I would mention my knowledge of Italian language and how the period of studying there would enrich it. I would add that the program of education in Bologna really what I need to accomplish my career in whatever I am majoring in. I would conclude in talking about interests in Italy (culture, food, football, etc.)
Before concluding, you can add a tie breaker on why to choose you among other applicants. Some people say this is selling one's self but I say it is highlighting our distinguished skills to make yourself seen.
Good luck with that.
(I'm on MSN if you want to discuss it further)
I start by talking about my personal background (family, what I have studied, what I am studying, etc.), then I would mention my knowledge of Italian language and how the period of studying there would enrich it. I would add that the program of education in Bologna really what I need to accomplish my career in whatever I am majoring in. I would conclude in talking about interests in Italy (culture, food, football, etc.)
Before concluding, you can add a tie breaker on why to choose you among other applicants. Some people say this is selling one's self but I say it is highlighting our distinguished skills to make yourself seen.
Good luck with that.
(I'm on MSN if you want to discuss it further)