Must Read: My Name Is Miracle (18+)

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: My Name Is Miracle (18+)

Tolu’s Face is one of those you cant fail to Observe even when it i covered in the crowd.


I never Knew she comes to the field i would have been a patronizer earlier than that day.


She was standing with two guys and a girl, i waved at her while jogging back to the center line while she waved back at me.

“Confam ni”, i said silently.


At least i know have a second prioritized reason for playing good football and scoring goals that day. the first being marking my status in the heart of all and sundry present, the second?, you already know tis Impressing Tolu.


Seconds into the game against the new set i realized i was in trouble. Thuggery isn’t only defined by taking a weapon to terrorize but it also can be defined as playing football extremely very roughly.


The new set were thugs, their tackles were flying in like war Planes, i could swear they came to break legs.


“Ahbeg make una take am softly”, i remarked with a frown face after been elbowed on my forehead.


My team mates looked at me with pity cos they knew i was only a newbie in the pattern of play on that pitch.they all except me never complained, though i complained it did more harm than good as i realized the Fat defender always follows me every where.


“i Don die today o”, that was the statement of the slow right winger of my team. he had received a punch (JBL’s smackdown in wrestling) on his jaw when he tried dribbling.


funny enough the referee waved play on.

“Game on”, i shouted out furiously.


At least i have 5 zeros in my account and it was more than enough to get TYLENOL and Dr Christopher’s Formula Complete Tissue and Bone Syrup to heal the after effect of the rough play.


without fear(i dont feel afraid when am angry), i started marking them seriously and even do more dribbling.


Kante passed the ball to me on one occasion and i found my self doing leg over the ball technique to my attacker, i easily went past him. before finding a team mate who balloned the ball over the ball maybe due to the fear of the known.


3 minutes to go the referee roared. it was a goal kick and the goalkeeper choose to pass the ball to the fat defender. impulsively i ran toward the fat guy screaming “haaaaaaaaa”. the atfer effect was that he passed to me in fear. i just simply drove down to the right hand side and ministered a ground level shot to the left hand side of the post.


“goal!!!!!!”, the crowd roared.


i celebrated by dancing etighi together with my team mates as the thugs found their way outside the field exchanging words amongst themselves.


“If i enter your own don finish”,the fat guy pronounced judgement on me for tricking him.


did i mentioned earlier on he had marks like late General Sani Abacha?

oh he had severe marks that added a fiery look to his face as he cursed.


My set succeeded in removing 6 different sets altogether courtsey of my 4 goals and Kante’s brace.


the Fat guy’s threat was empty cos Kante dislocated his left leg.

feeling exhausted i walked out of the field no longer sighting Tolu. locating my hostel i immediately fetched water and took my bath before taking a cab to my apartment at Bodija.


Doc wasnt back from her journey, so i expected to see the compound empty but how wrong i was.

“welcome Mister”, the landlord greeted.


i responded as i realized i had walked into a meeting of the occupants of the house.


4 Ladies and the Landlord were all sitting at the car garage.


without being told i walked to the garage, murmured some inaudible words and sat down on one of the cars.


“Guy, Ahbeg no spoil my Motor o”, One of my neighbors cautioned.


“e no go spoil, Madam”, stressing on the madam.


The landlord continued the meeting and started preaching to us, before he asked me of my whereabout that week.


i almost got angry but played cool cos he had the contact of my dad.


“i decided to make new friends in he hostel so i stayed in my hall”, i answered.


he started admonishing on the ills of leaving the compound and out for days without letting anyone know.


“i dont know anyone except for Doc and you”
“Doc isnt around and you werent around also”.


I collected his phone number we discussed on setting up a general Generator for all to use.


I was asked to do a market survey for a big Generator and feedback them.


immediately the meeting ended i rushed into my room, took my bath again and turned on the television and Dstv i had installed days back.


with music from MTV base i drifted into a quick nap
a knock on my door minutes later brought me back from dreamland