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Vienna Week, Otto, Leg Update, and Confessions of the International Spotlight II

Well, the time has come, a years worth of preparation, hard work, and what really could define a team all comes down to this weekend. We leave this Saturday for Vienna, Austria, as the Dracs will be looking to face off against one of the best teams in all of Europe, the Vienna Vikings. Coming off a big win vs Bolzano, and the strong addition of my boy Duba, we certainly have some positive momentum building headed into Vienna. We need to start fast and come out on top in order to advance in European Championships and play Paris Flash. While I remain excited for my teammates, their is a certain level of heartbreak at hand. I have been out since the first EFL game vs Bolzano Giants (Italy) with a fractured tibia. So once again, I will not play. This is going on my 2nd EFL game which I can not play, and 4th game in a row missing now. I try and remain positive and support my team but one can not hide the inner discontent I have with not playing. Many people love this sport, but for me, I live for it. I am not talking about the spotlight and highlight reels, that is not what drives me. It is the inner satisfaction that I get every time I play the game. The nervousness leading up to the game, and the rush you get the first play. It is the little things most take for granted with the sport, but for me, mean the world.

With that said, met with the doctors yesterday. 2 more weeks on crutches and then I can start getting back to rehab and hopefully play in the next EFL game, because I know we will beat Vienna, and be ready for Spanish playoffs. So that is the medical update at the moment. Not what I wanted to hear, because I really just want to play already. But I must get 100% and be good to go for the right time. So taking it in stride.

Side note, Otto this weekend was a blast. The imports were out in full affect as usual. We had a great time with Big sexy sophisticated Dave, Carmona, Marcel aka "Mario Andriette", hahaha, and everyone else that made that night a good one. Spent most of the day yesterday with Marcel, ol boi came through with the ride up to the BCN for the medical appointment. Then hit up his families bar near La Rambla, great lil bar in the heart of the city. You can tell it has been around for a while and its overall vibe and nature seemed really pleasing. Will be taking chupitos there before I leave!!! Got tooo!

Oh oh oh, almost forgot. Saw my first female tackle football game. Rookies vs Reds, and I must say, Rookies, #80, she is a baller. Every catch or run was a TD, she was out there bang'n causing fumbles and taking INT's back for 6. I swear she could have had her own ESPN Top 10 plays of the weekend, just her alone. Big ups to the Rookies and #80 cause you is a Balla!!!

So Confessions of the International Spotlight II: Who is my hero? I know I know, I am a football player and how typical, he is going to talk about his favorite hero or superstar grow'n up as a kid. So who? Deion, Jerry, Walter, who? No, no, no, my biggest hero... well he may not know it but it is my kid brother Matt. I know he may not be the perfect, and yes maybe a bit out spoken, but to me, he is one of the strongest guys I know. I know that he regrets a lot of the stuff he may have taken for granted and not capitalized on, but hey, who am I or you to judge. We all have made mistakes and missed opportunities, it happens, its called life. My brother has faced a lot of shit, ever since he was a kid, he been in and out of the hospital, from kidneys to acls, but the one thing that no one could ever take from my brother is his positive personality and uncannily ability to just talk his way out of things, or into, or into and out as quick as he first did, lol. But in all seriousness, I admire his strength, his ability to look and see how good life can be even in the dimmest of moments. I know my parents tell me all the time, my lil brother looks up to me and always talks about me. But one thing my lil brother never knew probably until now, is that the whole time he though he was only looking up to me, I was looking up to him. Wishing I could have some many of his characteristics. I will never give up my dreams, because in the end of the day I know my brother would never give up on his. I know we have had our disagreements, arguments, momentary lapses in control, and drive mom and dad crazy times. But I do not regret any one of them, because with out them, we would never of had so many good times either. I miss my lil brother, so this confession is more of my testament to you lil dude, that you have always been my hero, my motivation, but most importantly, always my brother. Till our next pineapple hookah with orange mint, be safe out there. Love you.

Fractured tibia, Osos, and the start of my confessions...

...well initially I had some great results with the doctors, with regards to my right knee; however, after our team doctor took another look at my MRI scans. It was evident that my tibia was fractured, hence the pain I still feel in my right leg today. Good thing is that there is no real big damage outside of the fracture. What does it all mean? It means that I am out for about 2-3 months, so if we make the LNFA Finals this season, or semi-finals, their is a good chance I could see the field again for Dracs this season.

Just got back in from Osos Rivas Madrid, it was a closer game that the score line may tell, but in the end, Dracs came out victorious. Duke Duba did his thing against them lames from Osos, in what I would call, typical So Cal Fashion, ha. Meech came out after a quarter, they keep cheap shott'n us out here, good thing that he is okay and will be 100% for Vienna.

But here is my first installment of what I will call, "Confessions of the International Spotlight". 1st entry, here we go...... well I feel since I am injured, I write about how ironic the injury was in terms of my decisions to stay in Badalona. I love it here, I truly do, I feel that this city has sparked something good inside me that had been missing the past 3-4 years. But let us rewind 4 weeks prior. We are just wrapping up our 2nd game against L'Hospitalet, which we lost, and Zurich Renegades offers me a contract to join their squad mid-season. How much was the offer? It was a large sum of money I will just put it that way. The first play of the next game, which was my first EFL Championship game vs Bolzano Giants, Italian Champs, I take the opening kick off and fracture my tibia. Now, the next three weeks, and still a little today, I have wondered what if? Was it worth being a team player and staying? Was it worth being loyal to the team that gave my career a second wind? The city that provided me some internal life once more? I love playing football, I live life to play this game, the joy that it brings me is indescribable. When I get to a game, the nerves are firing, the temperature is rising, and I just feel the blood rushing through my body. I love football. And now to be on the sidelines, not able to play, kills me. Looking back now, the Zurich deal that I turned down to stay in Badalona, seems ironic. But my boi Ismael "Bad News, aka Ice" Sanchez believes that their is something bigger for me here in Badalona. I never told him about the Zurich deal, nor any one else outside of Meech, Duba, and my family, but I agree with him. Turning down that deal meant something. While my injury is unfortunate I must look beyond it, as my mom and dad say, look at the bigger picture. I am still in the greatest place on earth, Catalunya, I still got my boys behind me, and one thing that a contract can not buy is family and trust, two things I am sure I have here in Badalona. So while my season is over, unless we make semis and final of LNFA, I am appreciative of what God has put forth and given me. A second family here in Badalona. The last four weeks I must admit I have been down in the dumpster, lol. Really have, but my mother told me yesterday that their is still so much to be appreciative and proud over. I have a team that supports me and I am experiencing things some people only wish they could. So with that said, I think last night i officially pulled my "head out of my ass" and is think'n right again. Yes I am. This is my first confession of many to come.

Esteban Tres Huevos Seis, over and out.

Talk about relief...

... well I got my MRI results in today, great news!

Well not for the competition, but for me great news, ha! No ligament or meniscus damage in the right knee. I have some deep bone contusions in my shin bones which is causing the pain along my knees apparently. So this is great! Sit out probably one more week and then its EFL time in Vienna! I promised Jordi we would bring an EFL and LNFA 2010 Championship to Badalona, best believe I am still very adamant on making that happen. So I have a date with Vienna in a couple weeks and Mr. Hugo Solo in that LNFA Championship, O' Let Do It! No pasa nada, its Esteban Tres Huevos Seis, live from the B-Town!

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... just named your boy Esteban to the Male Transformation of the Week section on their supersite. Click HERE to check it out! Nothing is impossible. What a year can do with a positive outlook on life. Thanks to everyone that supported me on the road back to..... life.

Vamo Gijon

...well, not really go to Gijon, because we just got back but overall a great weekend. I was thinking of staying in Badalona because of the knee but I had to hop on that 14 hour bus ride to the Northern country side. So we rolling and fortunately for me Jordi hooked us up with the Netbook and Orange wireless internet card for the road. So its about hour 9 into the trip, the suns out and some of the most breathe taking sights I have ever seen looking out of the bus. That Northern Espana country side, no joke, beautiful.

So we arrive in Gijon, and I must admit, probably one of the nicer sports facilities I have seen in all of Europe, real clean, nice, fresh ocean breeze coming off the playa. So it is all gravy. So you know the guys and I hit the town for some midday Gijon atmosphere. Gijon though, shoot, I do not mean to be on it so hard but the place is nice. Espana in general just keeps amazing me with all of the great things it has to offer. But any ways, back on track, big ups to the locals of Gijon for providing your boy with some Spanish cuisine, ha, guys know what I am talking about. But the game time came, and then went, lol. so great weekend thus far, Meechie and Duba balled out on the Imported Goods front, the team stepped up and took care of the Gijon contingent... then.... the ride back, ha!

Started at a eatery about an hour and half outside of Gijon where we set up Dracs camp for El Classico, not much of a classic because Messi and Xavi where in full affect. Madrid, come on now, you can't stop the BCN, we are too heavy out here. Then it starts..............

....... and thats about all you will get form that story because like I stated in my Facebook status update. The Gijon bus ride back was a mix of pledge and freshman year football, and if you know anything about either one, mums on it, ha! But it is Sunday here in Catalunya, Jordi hooked us up with a great lunch at Can Pelat, probably one of the best Catalan spots to eat at here in the BDN, if not thee best. Now we just chilling at the Casa de Importos waiting for the Ice Man to show up and kick it with us.

Soooo its onto Osos, hopefully I get the MRI results this week to see about my knee, but until then Ima have to take the shirt off and enjoy some beautiful Catalunya sun rays and guapas, catch me on thee playa!

Esteban Tres Huevos Seis! Es nada baby!

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Bolzano no mas.

Well the Italian Champions came to Badalona, and that is about it. EFL Round 1 vs Bolzano Giants, good victory for the Dracs organization. Out sized, people said out matched, but one thing for sure, Dracs played with more heart, intensity, and huevos, ha! Unfortunately for yo boi Esteban my game was cut short, ha, actually did not even get going. Tore up my knee on the opening kick off return, I get my MRI this Thursday, sucks, but hey, just stay positive and God will take care of the rest. As you can see to the right of this sentence, my ass, Seis, limping off the field. I think I caught Blasi off guard with me weighting 95kgs, cause he was low key strugglen at first, ha, but thanks bro for carrying my ass off the field. But its like Duba says, "we are out here in Catalunya" with a great group of guys, they my family here in Espana, so thank God that I am around a group of guys and people that have my back. Because other than my family stateside, I have never really had this many people have my back the way these guys do here.

I went today to get my knee looked at; however, too much inflammation still at the moment so my MRI is Thursday to check the extent of the damage. What I am hoping for is that it is only a meniscus tear, slightly, that means only 3 week lay off and I am back in time to bang out the Vienna Vikings in our 2nd Match of Group Stages of EFL Euro Bowl. That would be great news to my hears!!! So hopefully God comes through with the great MRI and I have nothing torn up too bad. But like I said, regardless, I am in Catalunya baby, my boy Duba had a magnificent game Sabado, big ups to him!!! Came through in big ways vs Bolzano, Meechie baby did his thing, Dracs won, so its all good. This injury is just a minor set back, any one who knows me, after over coming anorexia and getting on the field again after the four year shoulder lay off at Nevaduhh, knows that I will bounce back in no time. Es nada, es Esteban, nothen I cant do, mean that. But speaking of Meechie, here is his video he did for the Bolzano game, you see his editing skills is on point so get at him if you need any film, you can contact us and him through our Facebook group, Imported Goods, I was just made aware that he has made a Euro Players profile for his editing expertise, so get at him ASAP!

I would like to thank Blasi and his folks for the ride up to the BCN hospital today. Thank you. Another great example of the generous people we have out here in Badalona, great people, great team mate in Blasi, aka Lights Out, ha! Big ups to my bois Pho, Jordi, Ice, Nestor, Lazar, and every one who has been very supportive of me these past few days. Nothing but sunshine out here in the BDN baby. I got a great set of import roommates in Duba and Meechie, they keep the vibes oh so positive in the crib at the moment. They may not realize how much they influence me but them two dudes some cool ass mo fo's, on the real. This whole experience would not be the same with out them, some of the realest cats I have ever had the pleasure of being around, so thankfully we grouped up out here in the BDN.

Ill keep you updated as I get more information on the knee this Thursday or sooner if swelling goes down. But till then its Esteban Tres Huevos Seis, live from the B-Town baby, Badalona, home of the greatest team in all of EU, Dracs baby! You know this. Es nada.