Life Touching Story:
In the tournament i played in last weekend, we played this team who were from the host city, which was in the middle of fucking no where. All the kids were either indian/south american, as they were the sons of people who live in the middle of nowhere as farmers. The kid marking me had both a lisp and a stutter, and when the ref made a debatable call he sang:
"Nutss and B-BoltzZ, Nut-tss and b-bolts, we, got, s-s-SCREWED"
I stopped playing, started laughing histerically, and the ball flew straight past me. That little fucker.

In the tournament i played in last weekend, we played this team who were from the host city, which was in the middle of fucking no where. All the kids were either indian/south american, as they were the sons of people who live in the middle of nowhere as farmers. The kid marking me had both a lisp and a stutter, and when the ref made a debatable call he sang:
"Nutss and B-BoltzZ, Nut-tss and b-bolts, we, got, s-s-SCREWED"
I stopped playing, started laughing histerically, and the ball flew straight past me. That little fucker.
