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Showing posts with label I am Zlatan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I am Zlatan. Show all posts

Thursday, 24 November 2011

Chapter 5

In Malmoe we had this thing called Milen (ed note: directly translated it means “The Mile”. But it’s a distance of ten kilometres). Milen was a damn long stretch. We ran from our stadium to the Water-tower, down through Limhamn’s road, past all the really expensive houses with great views over the ocean, I remember one house in particular, it was pink and really awesome and we thought like: Wow, who are these people that are living here? It’s sick how much money they have.

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Sunday, 20 November 2011

Chapter 4

I started high school in Borgar-school that has a special football alignment, and I had great expectations. Now everything would change! Now I would become really cool. But everything was like a chock. Ok, I was prepared.

I had some snob boys in the team. But now there were also girls and others types of guys, cool guys who stood in the corners with nice clothes and smoked. Where I came from you had sport shoes and trainings overalls with big Adidas- or Nike marks. It was the coolest thing, one thought, and I always walked around like that. What I didn’t know was that Rosengård was branded in my forehead. It was like a sign. As if that extra teacher was still stalking me.

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Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Chapter 3

In Rosengård we had different areas (enclosures), and no area was better or worse than the other, well the one that was called the Gipsy area had a low status. But it wasn’t like all the Albanians or Turks hanged around at one place. It was the area that counted, not the country your parents where from. But you had to stay at your own area, and the area where my mom had her house was called Törnrosen. It had a swing, a playing ground, a flag pole and a football court where we played every day. Sometimes they didn’t let me play. I was to little. Then I flipped out in an instant.

I hated to be left outside. I hated to lose. But still, the most important thing wasn’t winning. It was the tricks and the awesome stuff. There was a lot of “wow! Look at that!”.

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Monday, 14 November 2011

I am Zlatan chapter 2

CHAPTER 2


My brother gave me a BMX bike when I was little. I called it Fido Dido.
Fido Dido was a tough little bastard, a cartoon guy with spiky hair. I thought he was the coolest. But the bike got stolen quickly outside the Rosengård bathhouse and my dad went there , with open shirt and sleeves rolled up. He's the kind of guy who says: No one touches my kids! No one steals their stuff! But not even a tough guy like him could do anything about it. Fido Dido was gone, and I was devastated.

After that I started stealing bikes. I'd smash the locks. I became great at it. Bang, bang, bang, and the bike was mine. I was the bicycle thief. It was my first "thing". It was pretty innocent. But sometimes it got out of control.

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Sunday, 13 November 2011

I am Zlatan chapter 1

"I am Zlatan" - The autobiography of Zlatan Ibrahimovic
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"I AM ZLATAN"

By Zlatan Ibrahimovic as told to David Lagercrantz

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This book is dedicated to my family and friends, to those who have stood by my side, on good days and bad.
I also want to dedicate it to all the kids out there, those who feel different and don't fit in.
Those who are seen for the wrong reasons. It's OK to be different. Continue being yourself. It worked out for me.


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CHAPTER 1


Pep Guardiola, the coach in Barcelona, with his grey suits and troubled face, came up to me looking concerned.
I thought he was all right at that time, certainly not a Mourinho or Capello, but an ok guy.

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Saturday, 12 November 2011

ЕКСКЛУЗИВНО!!!

Како што Ви ветив...
Знаете дека пред некое време излезе автобиографијата "I am Zlatan" на истоимениот автор :)
Дотука се' е ок нели? Книгата засега е излезена САМО НА ШВЕДСКИ ЈАЗИК, АНГЛИСКАТА ВЕРЗИЈА СЕ ОЧЕКУВА околу Мај-Јуни 2012 година. И до тука се' е ок нели?
АМА... благодарение на еден HARD HARD HARD CORE фан на Zlatan од Шведска, книгата ќе ја имате на располагање тука, на англиски! 8 месеци пред светската премиера! Книгата е преведувана РАЧНО (не е користен google translate поради тоа што како што ми преточи и преведувачот, најпрвин се обидел со google translate но се губи смислата во некои реченици. Затоа како што реков претходно СЕ' Е РАЧНО ПРЕВЕДУВАНО!
Јас веќе прочитав дел од неа и верувајте ЌЕ ПАДНЕТЕ НА ГАЗ!!!
Ќе ви ја пренесувам преку chapters... едно по едно...
Имам еден куп слики од книгата и незнам со која да започнам...
Овој пост нека биде мерење на пулсот :)
Започнуваме утре...