Fuck you, it’s Dan Surchezk. Part man, part money. I eat YOU for breakfast. There I was, trying to drive down Sunset without stopping at a red light with a mostly dead Elk strapped to my Hummer, when my phone blows up. It’s Silverlake. They got a problem.
Everything was going great. We had the Crusaders winning seven titles in a row. Evil empire, ground and pound, yadda yadda, no-one gives a shit, let the wild guy breakdance!
The next week, the guys over at Adidas to make a World Cup jersey. It’s black. Kinda. Ralph Lauren collar. Plants. Looks great!
The kiwis went nuts. It’s gone viral, but not good viral. Like time I emptied my Uzi at the beach. Sheesh. Lucky one of the Pi Lamda Kappa boys was presiding that day. I owe you one buddy.
Anyway. I’ve seen this shirt. And WTF? If I was a Hawaiian fitness goth I’d be all over it like ivy on my Hamptons place.
This is rugby, right? Who plays that? India? These Hobbit fucking motherfuckers are never happy. They don’t know how good they got it! You got one of the great global private equity firms focused on investments in technology, technology-enabled and related industries shitting money at you and you’re complaining about a few snail trails on your jersey? Shoot me in the face.
I needed to think. I pumped iron. I had a matcha. I threw the valet in a dumpster and weighted the lid. Then - I had a solution.
I got Bezos on the line. Had him send a team down and cut all New Zealand’s undersea cables. Set satellites to ‘Blocked’. No more internet, jandal boys. It’s like five million people, I’ve got bigger markets in my bathroom.
You wanna bitch and moan about jerseys? Enjoy getting your DVD player functional, fuck face. These All Blacks are gonna win the world cup and the kiwis won’t even know about it.
The job was done. Another Surchezk win. I had my PA send the invoice and headed to therapy.
Thanks for reading - Richard
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