It looks too handsome to be you Rookie! 
2012-12-19 08:25#72919 Glenn T : It looks too handsome to be you Rookie!I don't know wether I should thank you or say no to your inevitable sexual approach
2012-12-19 20:41#73014 manchesterblue97 : Will love this story when you udapdate more.I don't know what you are talking about!
Also, was going to comment anyway.
*crowd chants: BUY THE GAME! BUY THE GAME! BUY THE GAME!*
nah, just kidding. take your time. but we do want to see more of this story
nah, just kidding. take your time. but we do want to see more of this story
2012-12-19 20:43#73016 or.dabool : *crowd chants: BUY THE GAME! BUY THE GAME! BUY THE GAME!*Two things stopping me from buying the game: time and money.
nah, just kidding. take your time. but we do want to see more of this story
You know I want to get this story going!
2012-12-23 13:05#73534 mdlp1991 : DEMANDS UPDATE!DEMANDS RESPECT!
Finding a Home
I took a trip to Kuopio. My family being from Kuopio, it was Kuopion Palloseura, or KuPS for short, that was the local team. I know the manager their, Esa Pekonen. He was a very friendly chap. He was passionate about his football and he always put in 100% in to every little thing he did. When he wasn't training his team, he was planning for the future of the club, looking for things where he can improve or watching football. However, he has been under the eather recently. You see, he recently lost his mother in traumatic circumstances but he didn't like to show it. He needed a break from football and was very much considering resigning from KuPS to take a well-deserved break.
As I drove in to Kuopio, I saw an advertising board for KuPS. They were due to play a friendly today. I decided to go watch the game. I knew where the stadium was, it was hard to miss it. It only had 2700 seats but there was something umissable about that place. There was an aura there, like a ray of hope emnated from the synthetic surface there. The Savon Sanomat Areena just glowed. Not many trophies have been won there but walking in there was like walking in to a graveyard, so many memories and so many dreams. It was my favourite stadium in the world.
The friendly was against a team called PK-35. KuPS won 2-0, Venalainen and Ilo were the goalscorers that day. It was a good game. I met with Pekonen after the game. We were driving to a pub when a drunk, ragged man runs in front of my car. I braked quickly and stopped an inch from him. He walked to my window and I rolled it down. He was wearing a shirt from S-Market so I presumed he worked there. He had a name tag pinned to his chest. "Michael de la Parra", it read. He had short but dirty black hair and a sough stubble. He wore glasses that looked broken and he had a beer bottle in his left hand.
"Hey, looking for a good time?" he asks.
"I'm fine, thanks." I replied.
"Are you sure? You look like a man who needs a bit of ass to cover with his lubricant."
"Look, I'm not gay and I'm married so, no."
"I'll even pay you! I want an anal orgasm and I want it now!"
I drove away as fast as I could. "What a loon," I thought. Only Finland had people that mental. Little did I know that that wasn't the last I've seen of Michael de la Parra.
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Ermm, you're the one getting waxed, not me 
2012-12-23 15:23#73552 mdlp1991 : Bite your Pillow, Nick, I'm going in Dry!
Don't make promises you can't keep
A Shock To Rock the Fins
I heard the news while I was shaving. Esa Pekkonen had resigned from being manager of KuPS. When I heard this I almost slit my throat by accident. I ran in to the living room and on the tv, a reporter from YLE was standing outside the Savon Sanomat Arena (home of KuPS) and he was talking of how Pekkonen resigned. Apparently Pekkonen was taking a break from football to enjoy time with his family. What happened next surprised me on a whole new level.
Sky Reporter: "After stating why he resigned, Mr. Pekkonen revealed who he had recommended to the board of Kuopion Palloseura."
Esa Pekkonen: "The person who I have recommended to the KuPS board is a close friend of mine. He used to play in the Barclays Premier League alongside the mighty Alan Shearer. He has a great footballing brain and an aspiration to become the best, with what ever little he is given. I have tremendous respect for him and I think he has the potential to become the best manager in football history. His name is Nick Johnson."
I just stood there, dumbfounded. Kate walked in to the room and saw my name in the headlines. She looked at me and then back at the tv and then at me again. She sat down on the sofe with a cup of coffee and took a long sip.
Kate: "Do you want to take it?" she asked with a tone of surprise in her voice.
Me: "I think I have to. This is what I want, what I've dreamed of. Are you ok with that?"
"I'm delighted," she said with the world's biggest smile on her face. She stood up and embraced me in a hug for the first time in years.
I just stood there. She let go after a while and she stood back and stared at me, still smiling. She looked the happies person in the world.
"I'm going to put some coffee on."
One hour later...
There were cars pulling up my driveway and the sound of slamming doors and excited voices. Moments later the doorbell rang. I didn't get up, I knew what it was. The media-sharks were here looking to get a story. I waited until they started knocking on the door. It was then that I got up and opened the door.
I was greeted by a million cameras flashing and a frenzy of questions.
"Are you taking the KuPS job?"
"What do you think of Pekkonen resigning?"
"Why did he recommend you to the KuPS board?"
"Has there been any contact between you and KuPS?"
Me: "No comment, no comment, no comment, no comment. Goodbye gentlemen!"
I slammed the door and breathed a sigh. "Here we go again," I thought. Little did I know that there was a rugged man hiding in a dark alley across the street, planning his move. On his jacked were the initials: MDLP.
You are reading "KuPS - The Rocky Road To Glory".
