August 13th, 2012
Raffaella Fico: Baby Daddy Disappointment
In a recent poll of Italian drivers by Facile.it, 21% of respondents said Mario’s the least reliable celebrity to buy a used-by-a-VIP car from. No surprise there, really.
In an interview with Italian tabloid ‘Diva e Donna’, which hits newsstands tomorrow, Raffaella Fico accuses her ex-boyfriend ‘baller of harassing her to the point of stalking, saying he’s been calling her off the hook, sometimes even as late as one o’clock in the morning.
She’s already penned the player a letter via the press before, so we shouldn’t be all that surprised that Miss Fico is at it again.
Yet we are.
In the spirit of participating in the court of public opinion, let’s hear the former showgirl turned virginity auctioneer out before we judge.
“I want to make an appeal to Mario Balotelli: Please stop calling me constantly in the middle of the night. Let me have some peace and quiet. I want this to be a calm, tranquil pregnancy.”
“Mario must have called me over thirty times. I thought he was calling to find out how I was, but he shouted and called me names. He was trying to stress me psychologically. I think that’s what he’s playing at: he wants to stalk me. He upsets me. All I ask of him is respect: if not for me, at least for the sake of our son in my womb.”
As for the DNA test Mario asked her for, Raffaella told ‘Diva e Donna’:
“Asking me to take it was humiliating, but I can’t wait to get it over with. And that will be only after the baby is born. It would be too risky now because I’d have to take an amniocentesis test.”
“Mario knows well that the baby’s his: he’ll come out of this badly.”
Random factoid: the Man City star has been in higher-than-usual spirits as of late, happily obliging requests for fan photos during a midweek shopping spree not too long ago. Rumour has it he left the Manchester city centre store, Intro, empty-handed.
But we digress.
According to the magazine, Raffaella had to cancel an upcoming holiday cruise at the last minute in order not to risk a miscarriage. And so, her sympathy story ends with a stern warning:
“I’m disappointed in him and I’d never get back together with him. We’ll meet for the good of the baby and that’s all.”
Oh, hon. We’ve all been there, said that, but c’mon now. We all know he’s already onto the next, so a reunion between you two just isn’t going to happen.
Kickettes, anyone care to place five five on Mario (or his people) releasing a very Balotelli-esque “Bish, please! You’re a money-grubbing hoochie with snatchy hands that want money” type of response?