California: Nice, clean, great weather, best place to be, …
Aaaaah, now it makes perfect sense why people move to New York. Blistering cold temperatures and smelly subways. Fancy job in a fancy building I guess is simply the icing. Dez, Dez, Dez. Where do we start? How about last game of soccer season 5 (games run for 40 minutes by the way).
20 minutes: NSBE is kicking ass. Score is 5-1
30 minutes: ooh dear, oooh dear, what happened? NSBE is down 6-8
33 minutes: Ola scores! NSBE is down 7-8
35 minutes: Henry scores! We are on a roll!
37 minutes: Emeka scores! We are up 9-8
39:37: All the action is happening close to our goal. Chris has that “I am ready to swat that ball into the bleachers look” and you can tell that this game is ours. Ok, so bad guy touches ball, bad guy kicks towards our goal, Dez has option to swat the rubber off the ball back into a Nigerian Para Rubber Tree but nooooooo. Dez does a cartwheel and a flip followed with a backwards kick as he falls onto the ground in slow motion kicking the ball into our own goal. In case you didn’t get the magnitude of his actions I’ll say this again in caps … OUR OWN GOAL! Night ends and the game is tied at 9-9. Thanks Dez.
Other than making us lose soccer games, Dez was an overall nice guy. Pretty ironic that he hosted Jana’s going away party who also left for the cold unexplored depths of North America. A lot of good times getting hustled for poker money, random bet money and of course the classic argument settler that came up all the time, “Trust me, I looked it up”
The goodbye event at Dave and Busters was fun! VIP seating, the whole crew showed up including a bunch of lovely TAN people, good food (well, depending on who ordered and what they ordered), CLASSIC conversation – Tiffany, Renee – Shall I go into details? And of course the usual games after dinner – basketball, air hockey, racing, the game where you have to shoot the zombies, Tiffany and Alex doing cool tricks on the camera … fun times.
Too bad it all had to end. Dez shed a couple of tears at the end … it was funny hearing him go in all bass “I’ll miss you guys” while sniffling. No big deal though, we’ll be waiting for him as soon as he realizes that the cold wilderness of New York + all the fancy wine and cheese parties in fancy buildings with fancy furniture frequented by people wearing fancy clothes is definitely not the place to be … after all, they don’t have space for soccer fields now do they?
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