Back again in Germany after such an impressive Milan tournament it is hard to write a report from my first international Ko-trip.
My head is full of questions, matches, stories, funny things and a lot of other things happened on the way Langenfeld-Wiesbaden-Milan-Wiesbaden-Langenfeld.
So first I go back how it happens to play KO2 in Milan.
Last year I got my internet connection(yes, I know sometimes i´m out of date). What shall I google, coincidentally I looked up Kick off 2., and was surprised I found the german champs will held near by my home in two weeks. Immediately I enter and met the Italian guys Gianni, Sandro and Alessandro,.who made the german champs to a nice international tournament. I stood and stare as I saw Gianni playing firsttime(never dreamt about it´s possible to do such things with this game) and learned that you can trap the ball and there are other ways you can use after a goal as the kickoff lob.
Happy as a child I return home and tell some mates how funny it was. After that they were hot too, and I decide to make a tournament, maybe one other guy out of the forum makes it official. At least we were 8 players and had so much fun that we did plans to meet again. Before this happens I did one of my biggest mistake in my life. Only want to look if Sascha had post the standing, I answered on Alkis question” And who are you goalkeeper” and was infected by the KOA. More Langenfeld tournaments required and after trained to trap the ball and make some moves in this gatherings it was time to take the chance to see the Italian guys again.
I started the 300 km on Friday to Thorsten and had so good mood it doesn´t affect me that the police had no good mood after I show them my middle finger.(But how should I known they flashed me from a car behind instead from a machine by the way)
After a short night of three hours( I smoke more than Thorsten) we wake up Saturday morning at 3 o´clock and drove to the airport.. On the way I had time to think about what I expected and thought over if you travel by car you can move the steering wheel before an accident, if you travel by ship I can swim, by train maybe i´m only injured, get I wings if the disaster happen? Maybe you read out, my first flight ever in my life and only because of KO2.
But infected by the KO-Virus, with a very cheap ticket in my pockets and as great rollercoaster fan I entry the plane. I got the compensation in form from a fast start(I control me not to put my arms up and shout ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh like on rollercoaster) and a fantastic uprising sun in the sky.
Landed in Bergamo i took the shortest bus trip in my life and the whole bus was laughing as we stopped 200 meter further.
After Sandro took us from Milan Central Station, I know why it´s better italian drive not more than 200 m.( Thank you for the Taxi service and for showing us the milan´s cardrivers behaviour)
First stop was the legendary kickoff house, where we met Luca.After and after Robert and Panayotis awake and we had breakfast. Sandro was so polite to cook a lot of coffee before he goes sleep again and after eight espressos and a lot of cigarettes i´m still tired but don´t feel that I need sleep. So I relax in a nice garden and listen to the good old stories. Another tall, blond and blue eyed guy appears with a bottle of beer in his hand and i´m sure it´s John. Gianni comes around and after the garden filled up with Italian players we start to the holly halls. Good timing because the effect from the coffee goes away and after heard/see so much new names/faces my brain switched off. It´s time to sleep but after taking the joystick in my hands this feeling was blown away. The big moment, my first international tournament begins.
First match against Panayotis
Very fast I recognize that the three medals for foreign people(strangers) are not mine.
Panayotis is a real kickoff gentleman and I had a lot of fun in this game, because of him and a very good kickoff for my skills. So it was a very nice beginning for a tournament and i´m happy with the result of 3:10(Not happy as a child anymore because my target was not to get more than 9 goals in a single match) But no time to be afraid because the german battle is the next game. That means who lost gets the SSS(shamie stranger shirt).
Match against Thorsten
Maybe because Thorsten knows I hate Uli P. plays falcon and always steal my points with it, he surprises me with this tactic. What he didn´t know I practice days ago with falcon-Ule to be armed against John. So the surprise was on my side a 5:0! Less talk more kickoff. But I could write sides of mockery songs, you will hear them now every time we meet.
The next matches against Flavio, Simone and Alessandro Gu
were really close matches(2:1,3:1,2:1) and I recognize Italians make one goal out two shots. They have the killer instinct which missing me(two goals out of 20 shots is to less for international standard) Happy I could handle a hand full victories i´m sad didn´t take a picture from the standing(place 4 after round 5) Now the time of victories was over and I should have taken a flight back to germany at this time.
When I remember the next game I wake up in night and shout out”No more lobs please” OMG thank you only a nightmare
The match against Sandro
was a daydream:
It was the last match where I shouted out my feelings loud after this I got quieter and quieter and began to hate some kickoff-moves.4:6 could be a good result.
After Sandro I met the next Italian, I know from german champs, at the tables: Alessandro V.
It was my last really close match that I lost(2:3) Thank you for the first half time, but please relax also second half next time.
The next game is against Alessandro”Captain Kirk”C.
This guy has the biggest joystick board I ever seen. It is so big it could fly me back to germany. Diverted from this I gave him his first point(1:1)
The next game is so horrible that I can´t remember the 3 matches after(Luigi
3:7(when did I 3 goals?),Luca
0:6 (Sorry Freddy B. for your ranking points, Luca is only one place in front of you but miles away from us on the field) and Marco
The master of horror was of course Gianni
: Why I had ask him at the german champs for a training lesson. A big mistake yesterday and a new training lesson today. He fucks(ehm shots) my brain totally out. I remember he headed out my kickoff lob at the german champs but what he shows me this time is unbelievable too. He speaks to me with his head turned left to my side don´t looking at the monitor but makes a goal as it is the easiest way to score. What´s next Gianni? Score a goal and put laughing your hands in the sky:”There is no joystick in my hands” He is really out of this world and I was it too after this and wasn´t able delight the other incredible tricks like aftertouch first left than right in one shot. My dream I told Oliver St., 2-9 against Gianni, was over.(0:11) Shit happens! I beat Thorsten but he gets my dream(3:8 well done)
It was time to cry:. Tired,hungry and slaughtered I wait for my end.
don´t want to let me die before he get his 3 points. With his very nice chip-run-head trick I covered in 2 minutes two goals before my defence answered and only lost 0:4. Thank you for the nice words of my middle defender and middlefield. Hope next time we meet you need bad words for my attackers.
Not a lot to say from the next match against Robert
I can´t avoid the polar bear and he shit in my goal(1:7)
I have no more power but two games left. Stay awake, c´mon volker I said to me but I not hear myself.Maurizio
wins 1:5.(Congratulations to the best long haired in this tournament)
The last match against Angelo
is very important because we have equal points in the standing.
I started good with a goal but at the end he wins 1:3(Congratulations for winning the fun cup)
The tournament is over for me, my smile on the face returns, and I enjoyed to talk to Angelo with hands and feet for a long time without somebody wants to play Kickoff against me. We are both finished, broke up sometimes the sentence because don´t know where we are and decide to adjourn the revenge for 2010.
I don´t take my joystick again for a friendly.
After telling Thorsten please let us stay only 15 minutes longer the tournament ends with medals for all.
Time to say good bye and Thorsten and I speak the whole way back only about this fantastic day.( I was so queery, I speak to Thorsten half sentence English, shut up and other half in german)
Pissed off that I eat bad fast food in germany instead of good pizza in Milan, I smoke some cigarettes and pass the day in review before I fall into Thorstens couch at 3 o´clock to sleep after 24 hours best time of my life. The night is short because the next tournament(IKOV Wiesbaden 2008) is in 8 hours but this is another story,
- Thorsten and I are happy leaving Milan without the good old german tradition, a new T-shirt in our bag
- I need more English swear-words
- Thank you Gianni for hosting such a nice tournament and all the other Italians who helped to make this possible(Congratulations for winning without a defeat
- Sorry to all people, feelings and things I have forgotten( send me 10 Euro and I will write a book, sorry when the English in it is not better)
- The fun I had with all this guys, money can´t buy
Before you think this report is a fake because he is full of things I like, I found a dislike. The engraving of my medal shows more 2003 than 2008. Invite the man who does and I will beat him in the next year.