On the outskirts of Athens, I put on a fun session for one of the younger age groups. Technical and tactical ability is great, but sometimes, you just have to enjoy!
Unbeknown to me, there was a drunk journalist-in-waiting, who I was told had consumed two bottles of Raki whilst waiting for me to finish my session. Thus ensued an interview consisting of a phone held to my face (with the flash on), a slightly confused translator and a host of questions, some of them fairly inappropriate. So I did what any of us would do if faced with a drunk Greek journalist; smile politely, answer quickly, and get on out of there!