Well I got back after few weeks, would've got there sooner if the ship haven't been making all those stops at the islands in the Pacific. Right now I'm staying at the motel for few days until I can finally get the sea-sickness out of my system. While on my way out of the ship, I realize I'm at San Diego!

Once I got out into the street several Charger fans starts pointing at me and made loud screeching noise.

"What the?"

Soon they start chasing me until I've finally lost them. Then as I was walking along, as usual someone's following me. It wasn't surprising since I'm still in San Diego so I turn around and said "You better leave if you don't want to get hurt"

"It's been a while"

"Do I know you?"

"You may not recognize me as I live on through this arm"

Then he shows he left arm...

"Wait a minute..."

"That's right, after all our previous confrontations back in Hong Kong, I have waited for a perfect time for revenge..."

"How did you...you're dead, no way anyone coul--"

"Actually I have known someone from Japan, his name is Jail Scaglietti"

"Who? Jail Spaghetti?"

"Scaglietti, he's a wanted criminal in Japan, who was going to put my other arm as well until that golden haired magical bitch came and fucked up the whole thing, he's back on the run but I was able to take this body and fled"

"Why all this time? Couldn't you just move on? Besides the Chargers are doing well this year"

"You have humiliated me for all this time, I wanted revenge!"

"So what are you gonna do then?" I yawned

"Allow me to demonstrate"

He raise his left hand and fires a beam at the cement truck, soon he proceeds to lift it into the air before tossing it at my direction.

"WHOA!"

I jumped out of the way in time and fired my ki blast at the truck so he won't use it on me again.

"WHAT?! SINCE WHEN CAN YOU DO THAT?" Charger fan screams

"It started in Houston when I took on a Storm Front member, he's gone now and so will you...again"

Then suddenly the dude starts to struggle and his voice changes...

"...let...go...of...me..." he moans

Then he starts hitting himself with his left fist

"Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself?"

Then the Charger fan regains control

"Just a minor inconvenience, now where was I?"

"You want to know how I blew up that truck you're gonna use to hit me with"

"I'll just use my powers to lift you then"

"You won't"

Then I proceed to beat the crap out of him before kicking him into garbage truck. Seeing that it's getting dark, I decide to find a place to stay for a bit when a soccer ball bounced right in front of me...

There's several kids at the part asking me to kick it back to them.

Instead I show off my skills by performing tricks and emulating Pele's trademark "bicycle kick"

"Wow cool!"

"How do you do that?"

"Can you teach me?"

The I stomp the ball flat before walking away laughing like a maniac as the kids starts to cry.

"Over-glorified kickball" I said to myself

After finally finding a place to stay, I turned to ESPN to see who's winning the first game of World Series. I saw the box score and the Yankees lost...

I open up the window and scream "F---" as it gets drowned out by the ship's blaring noise...

"Dude, watch your mouth!"