Summer Mercato Thread 2018 (27 Viewers)

[PhRoZeN]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

And then you woke up.

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[Hist]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

 

[Bianconero_Aus]

Fucking hell this forum attracts all of the conmen, louts, dregs, never-do-wells and charlatans of the internet.

 

[ALC]

Fucking hell this forum attracts all of the conmen, louts, dregs, never-do-wells and charlatans of the internet.

And that’s what keeps us coming back

 

[X Æ A-12]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

:radek:

 

[athas]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

Calma

 

[Ronn]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

He was probably Massimo Di Culo's Serbian partner, Velik Zadnic.

 

[Mr Chocolate]

Fucking hell this forum attracts all of the conmen, louts, dregs, never-do-wells and charlatans of the internet.

And you fucking love it

 

[Bianconero_Aus]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

I met Beppe Marotta at a restaurant once - we’d accidentally been given his table. Apparently he was fond of the restaurant and had a specific table he liked, and the management had messed up and gotten their days wrong, (it was Tuesday and they thought he was coming on Thursday or something like that). Anyway, the manager, completely embarrassed (this is a pretty nice restaurant) comes by and says “I’m so sorry, but we’d like to move you to another table if you could be troubled, and we’ll gladly compensate you for the cost of the meal and any other meal you’d like while you’re in town.” My sister and cousin were both like “Yeah that’s cool.” and I kind of played the asshole a bit. “I’m sorry, I just don’t understand. We’ve been here for 15 minutes - we’ve just ordered. Can’t we finish our meal here?” Then out of nowhere Beppe Marotta shows up next to the manager and says “Paul, these guys can finish. We’ll be at the bar. I got some time.” And I (being a big fan) said “Oh wow, uh… I had no idea. Please feel free to give them the table.” Beppe was grateful, shook my hand and said thanks, then gave me a card with his number on it and told me to give him a call later. After working up the nerve, I gave him a call that night, and to make a long story short, we had a glorious 11 month love affair, man on man, that I shall never forget. Our bodies intertwined as one, and from the beauty of Morocco, to the French Riviera, to the snorkeling in the Galopagos, Beppe Marotta and I made glorious gay love to each other on six of the seven continents.

 

[Leendiz]

I met Beppe Marotta at a restaurant once - we’d accidentally been given his table. Apparently he was fond of the restaurant and had a specific table he liked, and the management had messed up and gotten their days wrong, (it was Tuesday and they thought he was coming on Thursday or something like that). Anyway, the manager, completely embarrassed (this is a pretty nice restaurant) comes by and says “I’m so sorry, but we’d like to move you to another table if you could be troubled, and we’ll gladly compensate you for the cost of the meal and any other meal you’d like while you’re in town.” My sister and cousin were both like “Yeah that’s cool.” and I kind of played the asshole a bit. “I’m sorry, I just don’t understand. We’ve been here for 15 minutes - we’ve just ordered. Can’t we finish our meal here?” Then out of nowhere Beppe Marotta shows up next to the manager and says “Paul, these guys can finish. We’ll be at the bar. I got some time.” And I (being a big fan) said “Oh wow, uh… I had no idea. Please feel free to give them the table.” Beppe was grateful, shook my hand and said thanks, then gave me a card with his number on it and told me to give him a call later. After working up the nerve, I gave him a call that night, and to make a long story short, we had a glorious 11 month love affair, man on man, that I shall never forget. Our bodies intertwined as one, and from the beauty of Morocco, to the French Riviera, to the snorkeling in the Galopagos, Beppe Marotta and I made glorious gay love to each other on six of the seven continents.

 

[Maddy]

Fucking hell this forum attracts all of the conmen, louts, dregs, never-do-wells and charlatans of the internet.

I find this place despicable.

 

[Post Ironic]

I met Beppe Marotta at a restaurant once - we’d accidentally been given his table. Apparently he was fond of the restaurant and had a specific table he liked, and the management had messed up and gotten their days wrong, (it was Tuesday and they thought he was coming on Thursday or something like that). Anyway, the manager, completely embarrassed (this is a pretty nice restaurant) comes by and says “I’m so sorry, but we’d like to move you to another table if you could be troubled, and we’ll gladly compensate you for the cost of the meal and any other meal you’d like while you’re in town.” My sister and cousin were both like “Yeah that’s cool.” and I kind of played the asshole a bit. “I’m sorry, I just don’t understand. We’ve been here for 15 minutes - we’ve just ordered. Can’t we finish our meal here?” Then out of nowhere Beppe Marotta shows up next to the manager and says “Paul, these guys can finish. We’ll be at the bar. I got some time.” And I (being a big fan) said “Oh wow, uh… I had no idea. Please feel free to give them the table.” Beppe was grateful, shook my hand and said thanks, then gave me a card with his number on it and told me to give him a call later. After working up the nerve, I gave him a call that night, and to make a long story short, we had a glorious 11 month love affair, man on man, that I shall never forget. Our bodies intertwined as one, and from the beauty of Morocco, to the French Riviera, to the snorkeling in the Galopagos, Beppe Marotta and I made glorious gay love to each other on six of the seven continents.

What does the one-eyed god's ass taste like?

 

[RoiLezard]

I dont want to get people's hopes up but I had a very interesting encounter last night...

I was in a dingy downtown dive around the corner from where I was due to meet another Afro Colombian chica on a date. She was running late and I decided I would have a few michelada's to pass the time. Sitting in the corner was a bald headed gringo. An odd occurrence in this particular barrio where gringos were rare (in fact in Cali entirely it is rare to see a gringo). I was taking aback by the wealth this gentleman had on display. A Louis Vuitton man purse, a large silver Tag Huer watch, a gold chain around his neck. He didn't dress down he wore expensive clothes and seemed completely at ease. In Cali you don't make yourself a target or the likelihood is that two banditos will approach on motorbikes pull at their pistols and demand all your belongings. What was this man doing in this part of the city dressed like he was going to the Monaco grand prix?

A football match played on the television. It was Poland v Chile and I sat down beside the gentleman. He told me his name was Zoran Jakic or something similar, he was from Serbia and was out in Colombia exporting valuable metals to his homeland. It turned out he was extraordinarily wealthy and involved heavily in match fixing in Serbia but this is besides the point. As we talked more and more football I had informed him that I was a Juventus supporter. With that his eyebrows raised. It was then I knew that he was going to tell me something extraordinary.

This man, this bald headed gold plated, Serbian gringo knew all of the goings on in Serbian football. He knew players, coaches and directors in Serbia personally. He leaned in and put down his glass sternly. He said, almost in a whisper, ''Savic to Juventus is a done deal'

applauds. I love your story mate, at least you're bringing a whole new vibe into this community for a change, still miles better than the same old lame trolling. I'm already hyped for your next story, keep nailing afro Colombian chicas and the likes.

 

[Wittl]

I met Beppe Marotta at a restaurant once - we’d accidentally been given his table. Apparently he was fond of the restaurant and had a specific table he liked, and the management had messed up and gotten their days wrong, (it was Tuesday and they thought he was coming on Thursday or something like that). Anyway, the manager, completely embarrassed (this is a pretty nice restaurant) comes by and says “I’m so sorry, but we’d like to move you to another table if you could be troubled, and we’ll gladly compensate you for the cost of the meal and any other meal you’d like while you’re in town.” My sister and cousin were both like “Yeah that’s cool.” and I kind of played the asshole a bit. “I’m sorry, I just don’t understand. We’ve been here for 15 minutes - we’ve just ordered. Can’t we finish our meal here?” Then out of nowhere Beppe Marotta shows up next to the manager and says “Paul, these guys can finish. We’ll be at the bar. I got some time.” And I (being a big fan) said “Oh wow, uh… I had no idea. Please feel free to give them the table.” Beppe was grateful, shook my hand and said thanks, then gave me a card with his number on it and told me to give him a call later. After working up the nerve, I gave him a call that night, and to make a long story short, we had a glorious 11 month love affair, man on man, that I shall never forget. Our bodies intertwined as one, and from the beauty of Morocco, to the French Riviera, to the snorkeling in the Galopagos, Beppe Marotta and I made glorious gay love to each other on six of the seven continents.

 

[j0ker]

The fuck is going on here

 

[Xperd]

Lazio president Claudio Lotito wants Pjaca in his team regardless of the situation of Milinkovic-Savic, Lazio are also interested in Rugani. (Corriere Roma)

 

[Amer]

Expect the unexpected.

 

[dolph]

Lazio president Claudio Lotito wants Pjaca in his team regardless of the situation of Milinkovic-Savic, Lazio are also interested in Rugani. (Corriere Roma)

Thats fine. He can have Pjaca for 40m and Rugani for 60m. Wonder if he can come up with the money or he has somebody to throw into the deal.

 

[Daddi]

Thats fine. He can have Pjaca for 40m and Rugani for 60m. Wonder if he can come up with the money or he has somebody to throw into the deal.

He offers Felipe Anderson and milinkovic straight swap

 

[AndreaCristiano]

So take this with a grain of salt but....

https://news360.com/article/457657751