The Series Of My Life - Season 1 - Episode 128
The Series Of My Life - Season 1 - Episode 128
I counted then as they passed me into the Hotel.
The coach Eguaveon was right behind Okocha and Ike Shorumni.
Then The yellow skinned Odemwiengie, Enyeama, The Young Mikel Obi, The big headed Yusuf Ayila, Makinwa, Yobo looking calm as always, ugly Taiwo, The Tall Kanu Nwankwo, The hair plaiting Chidi Odiah, My homeboy Chukwudi John Utaka, The very short Oba Martins, The ever Humble Garba Lawal, Nsofor Obinna and Obodo. I couldn’t recognize the others.
They moved into the hotel and walked up to their lodge. I sipped more Hennessy as I watched them all the way to their second floor.
Another bus arrived. Other sets of footballers started coming down. It was FC Mainz from Germany. I recognized a Camerounian footballer whom I had been watching in German Bundesliga. They walked past me as I stood like a security agent sipping my Hennessy.
Few of them stole a glance at the free guy doing what they were not allowed to do.
Sport was very good. It extended lifetime but those players didn’t have freedom as I had.
Freedom to roam about, freedom to drink, freedom to blackmail, freedom to go wherever I wanted.
I went back into my room and found my baby sleeping. She was tired. She had been on the run ever since she met me.
She needed the rest. I sat down on the chair and watched her sleep.
I flashed back to how it all started.
I had only intended to hook up with a girl and have fun but it turned out to be a nasty move.
I stood up and went to the bed where she was sleeping. I bent down and kissed her twice on the cheek and murmured
” I won’t let you suffer anymore”
She opened her eyes and smiled at me.
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