Random acts of kindness with: Mario Balotelli

How has your week been, Mario?

So-so. Man City only managed a draw at Stoke. I didn't score. Roberto Mancini is frustrated with me. I rediscovered the value of silent meditation. I intruded on Inter's press conference and I helped a depressed young boy.

Wow, how did that last one happen?

It's a difficult subject for me. If you don't mind, I would prefer to discuss the press conference.

Mario, we would really like to hear what happened.

Alright, well, I don't like to go on the Internet very often. But when I do use it, I choose to stay away from all the stupid football websites. No offense.

None taken.

So, when I do go online, I try to find people in need. I search a group of keywords I learned from this child psychology book I've been reading before matches and that brought me to a personal blog post written by a boy in Northern Ireland that I found alarming. So I wrote an anonymous comment that I hoped would brighten his perspective on things. I'd rather not repeat what I said because it was personal. It was a poem I wrote when I was really into Coolio. But a little while later, I checked back and saw that he replied to my comment, thanking me and saying that it helped him a lot. I don't know if he was just saying that to me make me feel better, but I like to think it made a difference for him.

That was a really admirable thing to do, Mario.

Anyway, I was in Milan since Man City gave us a few days off and I walked in on that press conference because I really wanted to wish Stramaccioni the best, but I had to drive an elderly friend of mine to a doctor's appointment. She's fine, though. It was just a checkup. But hey -- that Peter Crouch goal was really something. What a footballer.

Previously: Mario saves a family of geese and Mario performs an emergency tracheotomy