New York City. The Big Apple. The city that never sleeps. Most people would find this place of opportunity, fun, and miracles...but man did Satoshi hate this place though. The people are always as rude as can be, (especially on the phone for some reason.) Pollution lingered thickly through the air making it hard to breathe in some areas. Horns blaring through all of the constant traffic. Thank god Satoshi doesn't mind a decent walk from where he parked. Rochester is bad, but not anywhere as bad as New York. No matter how much he hated being here, this is something that he felt like he had to do.
When he finally arrived to Chelsea Park, Satoshi paid for his ticket and took his designated seat towards the front. Thank god he knows a guy to make his ticket cheaper. As the game was starting, he immediately remembers why he hates sports so much. Not only is it boring to him, the people right next to him were beyond hammered. Wait, isn't it only 1:30 p.m.? He blocks out the people beside him and focuses on the game. More specifically one player in particular. He knows that blonde girly ponytail anywhere. To his surpirse, Dio is actually really good at scoring goals. How much does this guy practice? 2400 goals a day? Nonetheless, Satoshi was very impressed. But just about when he was getting into the game, one of the drunken morons spilt his beer all over him. Yup, he hates it again. Please let this nightmare be over soon.