My brain didn't comprehend what my eyes were taking in after the half Mexican beat the half Nigeria be to clinch those belts.
Since the 'big baby' drugs bust, I just knew these guys were up to something.
Well, there'll always be another time to reclaim lost glory - but this story, is one big irony. STRONG.

Another Nigerian kicks the bucket in suicide. The increased rate of such deaths may not have been noticed by power hungry politicians only interested in advancing selfish pursuits. But the streets are replete with stories of undergraduates, husbands, teenagers, many people drinking poisonous liquids just to end it all at once.
For plethora of problems they've concluded that there aren't solutions for, they choose to ingest ******, a commonly available pesticide, as permanent solution to whatever plagued them for so long.
Nigerians are fast becoming endangered species. SAD.

A young lady went missing in one of the suburbs of Lagos State, Nigeria. And for eleven days family and friends went by all out. Sadly, her remains were found in a filthy canal, after she was washed away in a flood when attempting to cross a street on a commercial motorcycle.
All hope came to nought as news of her untimely demise filtered in.
Another one on your hands, Nigeria! May her spirit never give all of you that have made motorcycle a major means of transportation in Nigeria and made our roads deathtraps.

When I look at my daughter, my hear breaks every time; wondering whether I had the right to bring her into this insane society. This country doesn't care about my child. The responsibility to nurture and give her everything necessary to make her succeed is borne by her mother and me. And they expect her to be a patriot in fifteen years time? JOKERS.

When my Father died on the 22nd day of May 2016, and I received the distressing call from My Mother, she was wailing uncontrollably and in the midst of flowing tears mentioned that Daddy would never see my first child.

I put up a brave face until the day of the Wake when I broke down in tears and couldn't control my emotions as I gave a few words about his lifetime.

My daughter will be three by the year's and and I still leak a few tears whenever I remember seeing his outstretched body laying motionless in the casket.