Ironically, i returned to Ploiești for a boxing match. I talked to a guy, Nae from Câmpulung, he was an office and told him to bring the boys to the match. The crowd wasn`t chanting for the local team. They were chanting my name: ION! ION! even before my match. I gave the guy the beating of his life and the crowd carried me to the locker room. Afterwards, my former officer gave me 300 lei and told me to take boys for a drink.