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In the mid-1990s, his parents, Michael and Elisabeta Mesko, were highly educated engineers in Romania. The family supplemented its income selling homemade clothes in the market. His father was also a professional nine-pin bowler. On 8 May 1997, when Zoltan was 11, his family moved from his native Romania after Michael Mesko won a United States Permanent Resident Card (green card) in the Diversity Immigrant Visa lottery for the single child family to move to the United States. The Meskos now have jobs that pay well. The family spent the first year and half in New York City before moving to Ohio for better jobs. Zoltan speaks Romanian, Hungarian, German and English and is conversant in Spanish. He learned to speak English by watching television. He was schooled at a German school in Timișoara, which was then Romania's second-largest city. His parents taught him Hungarian and he spoke Romanian with his friends. Mesko completed a Bachelor of Business Administration in finance and marketing from the University of Michigan's Ross School of Business in 2009. He completed a master's degree in sports management from the University of Michigan School of Kinesiology in April 2010. Mesko is his Roman Catholic and wears a medallion of his patron saint, St. Anthony of Padua.In June of 2013, he appeared on Barstool Sport's Bro Show, punting to the bloggers.
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