Anniversary Bants… 2/What Mayokun Did (Not Do)

So, in view of this blog’s 5th anniversary, I started a journey of basically sharing my blogging motivations, and in the first post, I stopped at how Mayokun helped out. Please, check it out before you continue.

Mayokun is a friend, a very smart one at that. So, at the time, he was my ‘mannest’, so I shared my fears with him: “hey, I’d like to start blogging. I’ve been thinking about it for sometime now… I’m anxious-nervous-afraid etc…”, and the guy just cut me short abruptly: “which, Blogspot or WordPress? I’d suggest WordPress  cos it’s more user friendly etc…” and as he ranted on, I thought the guy wasn’t just getting it! ‘I’m telling you that I’m ‘afraid’ and you’re instead telling me about start-up processes? Is this not supposed to be the pity-party conversation where you get to encourage me about my ability to do all things through Christ Jesus?’ People, I had to arise quickly from my self-endowed-fear-slumber-party and immediately got unto the program of blogging! And I began to take notes as he showed me what to do and how to do it, and boom, I did my first blog post. You see, Mayokun did not indulge my fears and I’m grateful to him for that. He also had blogged before and naturally had experience he could share with me(although I found this out later on my own), and of course, he likes to show off his smartness at any given time: so it was very easy for him to shine at that time under the pretense of ‘give no room to fear’, lol!

So, my first blog post naturally became about my reasons for wanting to share my stories/ideas/experiences publicly. Following it was my first fiction on the blog: at the time, I was too careful for prose correctness and was making sure to arrange everything as accurately as possible- I even had to sift through my imaginations a lot: It was my first fiction, and it had to be alright, I thought. Thank God for growth; even though the fiction came out well, I’m now way past the phase of being too careful for correctness. Right now, I let my stories flow from the depth of my soul, and I’m the better for it. Then, I did my first reblog of a post I considered quite intelligent/interesting from a Twitter pal. At this point, I had a lot of Twitter presence and followership: You would easily find me on ‘popular’ Nigerian threads and arguments- I was always ready to share, lol! And that was it from me in August: I was proud of myself and my confidence was growing. Some of my friends didn’t and couldn’t get the idea of non-monetary blogging. Whenever I told them I blogged, they expected a gossip site kind of thing with a lot of traffic, but I was always ready to disappoint them and share my own blogging style. Some of them loved my story (it was one at that time, yo!), others felt indifferent and some felt I should be out of the game already, lol. But I moved on to September…

In September, I had moved cities, and got an interesting leap into my blog posts by including non-fiction: TO FEAR OR NOT TO FEAR and CHURCH MONEY!!!

And the journey continued, and is still on, thankfully.

Until next time, I’d like to hear from you: in the comments, on Insta, on Twitter… Let’s connect people!






Anniversary Bants… 1

Hello everyone, in view of my 5th Blog anniversary, I will be taking a tour round my blog, re-sharing all the posts I ever did and attempting to share my inspirations around each of the posts…

It’s been 5 years and a lot of posts, so, all of this will not happen in a singular post, it may take up to 7 posts or more, and it could be interrupted by new posts on current/recent/on the go experiences…

I hope you are inspired and blessed… Let’s go:

So, what inspired me to start blogging?

I didn’t even know blogging was a thing until someone BroadCast(BC) via BBM [in ‘the days’ of BBM, in 2013] an interesting blog post her pastor’s wife had guest-written on someone’s blog. I loved it, and consequently started reading through the entire blog, and discovered that I loved and could relate with nearly everything I read… The blog was Temi’s , which she has now upgraded. Thenceforth, I started checking out different types of blogs and blog posts, and I would usually curl myself up at a corner to read, laugh and to be entertained by my findings. Often times, people living with me felt I had gone crazy; the only other thing that took my attention from my phone was downloading movies, watching, deleting, and downloading some more! Those were the days BBM data was N1000 for unlimited, lol! Honestly, I did not care much about chatting with people on BBM in those days: only reading blogs and seeing/unseeing movies were my favourite things to do… lol [and somehow, the trend continues as I’m still not a “whatsapper” like that, which seems to be the in-thing (except I have to be, then I BECOME, LOL!)- if I’m on my phone, I’m usually doing every other thing, which now ‘heavily’ includes watching, loving and relating to YouTube videos… (who knows if YouTube-video-production is part of my near future?!)]

So, I realised that I had so many stories that I could equally blog about, but I was a bit laid back to share: I was partly afraid- it was going to be a new terrain for me and I wasn’t sure I would excel, plus I thought I didn’t know how I would start. This fear of starting to do is almost now familiar to me I should say: e.g, I feared writing WAEC right from when I was in JSS1, lol… I feared writing common entrance right from when I was in Primary 4; but I “SLAYED” them all as I usually eventually “SLAY” all that I had ever initially feared… So, why fear in the first place? Maybe because I would feel so unready/unprepared/unqualified etc… (Blog post for another day)… but then again, why would a JSS1 child be already thinking of/dreading WAEC??? Some kind of madness, yeah? Welcome to me! Anyway, I don’t get afraid anymore even though I am still futuristic. I’m now rather committed to being faith-filled about them and working towards achieving them positively… (gist for later)

So my friend, Mayokun, helped me through this ‘fear process’ of starting a blog… [we shall start blogging from here next time].

Connect with me fam, let’s talk in the comments!

Stay blessed!


What has happened since the decision to pray for my husband?

>> Before we resume, let’s take a minute to celebrate this blog: today’s my WordPress anniversary… 5years ago, today, I did my first post after thinking about it for many days… Story about me and overthinking things will come later… So, happy 5years to , which has now changed names from Sweet Baby Speaks to @dnddyon’s, and which has now changed from an anonymous blog to a personal blog (we are coming out ‘small-small’, haha)! Many blessings and many greater exploits! You shall excel for ever!

So, what has happened since my decision to pray for my husband? I’ve done about 10 rounds, ranging from tabling my fears/anxieties about/towards this man to projecting my hopes and expectations in his favour and in favour of our relationship. 10 rounds also mean that I’ve not been very consistent as it’s been over 10 days since I made the decision. But I’m very much committed to remaining and growing in this journey…

Honestly, I’ve been swamped a lot with busy-ness these days that I’ve sincerely lost track of other legitimate things also worthy of doing… but thankfully, I’m now committed (again, even more fiercely, I dare say) to being in charge of my days/life and being responsible and not allowing it get swamped in busy-ness, as there will always be some deadline to meet- always! So, I’m taking it from where it should begin: I and God in the beginning, and every other thing following, so that I get to do everything else that I have to do, including sharing my stories with you.

Something beautiful however happened since my decision to pray for the husband: I met someone- not the Mr., but some lovely woman who has helped me pace myself somewhat practically with this journey to knowing/seeing/finding the Mr., and who also believes that this Mr. is someone I already know… It’s been very interesting and practical- we’ve done a lot of interesting assignments- some of which I considered vain and out of character for me, but of which I did regardless and also submitted in time!

>> If you know me in person, and send me a Private Chat (PC) (nicely), I COULD share ONE ‘vain’ experience with you…

I’m however grateful for meeting this woman, more grateful for how it happened, and most grateful for the fruits that this meeting has borne- she was, and still is, an answer to my prayers. What is however interesting is that we didn’t know this immediately. It started as a random conversation: we disagreed, albeit politely, on a post in a Whatsapp group, and then took it to PC so as to really talk about our points of disagreements and gain understanding from each other. It was a conversation that I was almost certain that the right point to stand with was where I stood and was consequently taken aback to find someone standing on the other end so tenaciously; thus, I was really willing to learn about  her reasons for standing so, which I did, and for which I respect her for. But what was interesting was that at the end of the lengthy (now personal) conversation via PC, I realized that we simply had to meet because of me and not because of her stories…

>> A lot more to say about this, but I’d just cut it short with this: the answers to your prayers are very within reach even though they may not originally look like it

I know this should have made a better blog title, haha… but you see, all of this happened since I decided to start praying for my husband… because, what I left out in this story is the fact that that conversation on our Whatsapp group kinda ensued after I had shared on the same whatsapp group my lengthy narrative of praying for my husband.

So, what decision do you have to take right now to speed up the answers to your prayers?

All the very best to you!

I am @dnddyon on Insta and Twitter (in case you’ll like to hook up with me)

Also, let me know in the comments what you think… Share with friends, let me know what they think too… let’s have Prayer-Answering conversations together.

If there’s anything at all that you’ll like me to talk about, also let me know; I could take up the challenge.

God bless us all.

Praying For the husband

My earliest memory of this was with the Stormie Omartian’s “Power of a Praying Wife”…
I stumbled unto this book as a teenager/young adult and couldn’t understand why I should be praying for a husband so early in life- like I couldn’t just get it (even though I was already about 18 years) – like, for someone that was busy living his life and enjoying himself? I’d ‘pause’ my life and be praying for him? “I’d pass, please!”… and that was simply what I did… passed without remorse 😃

And with neither any ounce of carefulness nor notice, the phrase “someone that was busy living his life and enjoying himself…” stuck in my heart and arose (in my defense) whenever the mention of “pray for your husband” came up…

And I didn’t realize how much that stuck until recently…

But before recently,

Sometimes in 2014/15, a very hilarious preacher friend (Debola Deji- Kurunmi, by the way, if you need to follow her, as her sense of humour is above 100, yo!), once shared a story about men who bought their babes “Power of a Praying Wife” as gifts… To that, I just imagined myself UNRECEIVING such a gift very gallantly! I imagined rolling my eyes, running my mouth and tossing the book right back to the Mr 😃…
And my ideology was simple: why would you make a gift for me about you? Like why buy me a gift of a prayer book for you?
I thought that was selfish…

But Debola’s story wasn’t about me, so I just laughed and believed not to be in such women’s shoes…

Then in Sept 2016, I invited myself 😁 to this ‘sleek’ (or so I thought) women’s prayer meeting in this very great church- not TEC (with my fav female pastors ministering) and everything was alright until this very sleek-model like- athletic- FINE woman came to lead us in a prayer point for “our husbands’ sexuality”- and she was passionately dishing out real concerns (as confessions) – “he will not see any other woman but me… he will find me sexually attractive etc”- and I thought that was insane 😳

Firstly, I was lit confused,
Like, this fine woman, with her highest quality human hair – like, why would a sane man want something else?
Unfortunately, I made it about her, cos she took it VERY PERSONAL!
Then I became angry- like why would he make her pomp and sweat like this all in the name of prayer??? Then I grew embarrassed as the church filled with women burst into this prayer point unabashed. I asked myself, if someone walked into this room now and asked why we were all wailing? Why? ‘the other woman’? 😃

Me, I just jeje sit daan dey look, as I cannot come and go and kill myself by myself…

But then again, what is wrong with praying for his sexuality? Like, that he’s sound and healthy in mind and body and sexually? Nothing of course…

Then in May, a dear friend of mine invited me for this DOPE prayer event for girls, which I thoroughly enjoyed and I thought changed my life…
But for the last prayer point, which I thought was disturbing: the same series of bumping of fist against strange women for the husband… 

Let’s just say that I couldn’t get myself to do that prayer, so I zoned out…

I have  however also started catching bouquets at my friends’ weddings… 😁like, I made it a point of duty to catch the bouquets. .. I set it as a goal! 🙌🏽 I’m going for your wedding? I’m catching your bouquet (it was as simple as that) 😉… I remember a particular situation where I struggled with one grooms’ man for bouquet! 😳Didn’t realize that men caught bouquet too until then…
(at least I can convince myself that that was the case 😁)

I also hijacked my friend’s bridal shower sash (and crown) after moderating her shower… I literally bullied her for it. After all, what more did she need them for? 🤷🏽‍♀

So, why? So I can decorate my space with a little bit of drama… but unknowingly to me, I had unintentionally created a bride-to-be vision board, literally… 😳
And if you know anything that happens with vision boards, you over see it until you start becoming it… 😃

And that happened… 🤣

And I realised that like play like play I had joined the “prayer for husband” segment… finally 😟
Cos, really, wedding bouquets + bride-to-be sash in your space, and you’re claiming that “it’s not that serious”?
Who is deceiving whom? 🤷🏽‍♀🤷🏽‍♀🤷🏽‍♀

So, recently, a few days ago, a female friend asked me about praying for my husband. Actually, she asked with the assumption that I was already deep into praying for my husband (as per the serious Christian sister wey I be 🤣🤷🏽‍♀), and was basically trying to know what my prayer was focused around, and then I realized that somehow, that 18years old girl’s idea of not praying for “a man busy living his life and enjoying himself…” was still etched in my mind…
And sincerely, I told her, “see ehn, every time, I say I will pray for my husband, but almost immediately I do not! I forget, and also never take it that serious”
And that was when I realized that God had started working on my heart already…
(this is a testimony-story after all 😁)
Because, I immediately remembered that a male friend had asked me that same question earlier this year, and I literally rolled my eyes at him, like, why do you men feel so entitled?
Maybe it was because he was a guy, or that I knew him and felt that certain things I knew about him would even add to my reasons for not praying for any husband, or both…

But, as I continued the Prayer for husband discussion with this other female friend, I started realizing the importance of women praying for their husbands… primarily of which is for ourselves 🤷🏽‍♀: You’ll begin to see clearly the areas of help you are to proffer unto this man’s life (and how competent (as a life skill) you can become in that and use it in other life spheres, like, in business for instance 😁)…
For instance, as you pray for his career, your mind begins to grow towards that area and you begin to see how exactly you can function  greatly in that career-area etc…

Now, does he deserve your prayers? Good question! If you have the kind of male friends that I have, you’ll realize that many a times, guys can be a pain in the ass, literally, and should merit no prayers from you whatsoever!

How about women? You? Do you deserve to be prayed for? Yes? Exactly? And many (if not all of the time) I for one am ALWAYS UNAPOLOGETICALLY a pain in their assess too (it’s intentional sometimes, I like trouble shey? 😁)…

Las las, See ehn, all children of God deserve to be prayed for already…

This world can be hard, and some good prayers will do!
So, how about a sincere prayer of “God, see ehn, this boy, I can like to break his head based on how he annoys me, but if you bless him, I’ll benefit 🤷🏽‍♀, so please… just be blessing him like that”
Or how about you start realizing that you really really want your husband to be successful in heaven and on earth… listen deep down to your heart, that’s what you want regardless of how put off you may be right now…

In conclusion,
Pray for your husband! (simple 😁)
That man needs your prayers more than you know. Pray for his heart to love God more, for his career to blossom etc etc (and for fly to enter his eyes when he is looking at another woman’s bom bom, lol 💅🏽… don’t worry, God won’t answer this 😁… he’d just laugh and get the point…)

So, that my other female friend agreed to be my accountability partner in this praying for your husband business…
Basically, we agreed to remind each other to pray for our husbands, starting this past Monday. This conversation and agreement happened on Sunday night, and in all honesty, by Monday noon, I had almost forgotten about it (understandable, right? It’s a new business afterall 😃…) and even when I remembered, and started, I was CLUELESS 🤣: no prayer point came to my mind… I just kept repeating “I commit my husband into your hands” through out 🤷🏽‍♀… (that should serve I guess), lol.

But yesterday (day 2), I woke up ready to pray, and the ghen- ghen prayer point dropped: no other slay Queen permitted! 💃🏽… and my people, that’s how I went from a zero to a hero in this prayer for husband business, Lmao! 🤣
Maybe, it’ll sound better if I add that I wasn’t sweating or crying about it, or that I was rather laughing hard at myself at that Prayer point…
Actually, I’m still laughing at myself about it, which is very fair considering that I had once laughed/mocked the same idea… lol 😂

So, what’s up? I decided to share this journey with people like me who are genuinely/sincerely UNREADY to ‘kill’ themselves about this praying for husband business, who would rather pray for a better Nigeria, who would rather pray for the second coming of Christ etc etc… take a chill pill and calm down… 😃😃😃 (the world will still be better… but who else but you to accurately pray for your husband? )
You know why again? Except you are not following God for real, you’ll sit down one day and find yourself praying in tongues for that man- going from a zero to a hundred in minutes… 😂
If there is nothing I have learnt from this process, at least, I have learnt to be humble! I have learnt to come with my stubbornness and drop it at God’s feet to resume in humility the task in front of me

So, will you join me in this journey?

For me, my prayer points are usually personal, as I’m letting it flow from within me in staying very true to my heart desires and leading by the Holy spirit…

So, am I about to start jumping and breaking in serious physical sweat in this prayer for husband business? 😃 That’s a bit out of my personality, so I don’t think so. But should you? If it’s you, why not…

So, be at least encouraged to consider it some more…
But by all means don’t laugh at me (or you can laugh sef… I’m already laughing at myself 😃)… but please, don’t ever laugh at other women doing it (if you have been, repent 😁), because your turn dey come: who knows, you may be leading a far more interesting related prayer session tomorrow in Shiloh 🤣…

So, that’s it fam… let us hang out together and pray for our men, so that when they hammer we will be very very entitled to the proceeds (but of course 😁)!
God bless us all!



My world cup narration: The rest of the things I said…

Kindly read my 1st, 2nd and 3rd narration before proceeding with this read.

… from my social media postings (to what I think about them):

In “quotes” are my social media comments, and my thoughts about these comments are in italics… Enjoy!

“I’m definitely not a ‘hater’, and I especially do not hate your FIFA man crushes, GOATS or whatever you choose to call them. I’m just glad that we can have some good breath of fresh air…”

>> let’s just say that I was glad that FIFA got themselves new “children” in this season… The world is not just for one kind of people after all, lol.

“Special Shout-Out to the person that advised me to support Mexico in this World Cup, that they will go far…
I see you bro, I see you…
You don try…”

>> This is why it’s good to find your own reasons for doing things, lol.

“I’ve been meaning to get something straight for some days now…
So, Rodriguez was actually swapped on that Col/Sen match day for his own health sake? Cos of injury issues? (1a).
So, why did he now stomp out so violently like the world had wronged him? (1b).
Very importantly, why are Fifa-Children so spoilt?! (2).”

>> I have realized that ‘FIFA CHILDREN’ usually feel very entitled, lol.

“And now that our World Cup drama king has gone, who will now be giving us the different styles of fall and roll?
I sincerely will miss the multi talented Brazilians.”

>> I was so sad for Brazil. I felt they worked so hard…

“Firstly, who can help to teach me that Umtiti’s dance style/step… that step seems good enough to give Shaku a run for its money!
Secondly, who else is wondering if Nigeria will not just kuku hire J.J as coach with all that football intelligence he’s been spitting on SuperSports…
Thirdly, who else thinks England and France are playing the finals? (even though I kinda wish Belgium & England will play again, cos they appeared not to have taken that group stage match seriously…)

Anyway, after Sunday, all of us go find another topic to talk about….
Who knows: maybe the already ongoing Wimbledon or the IAAF league…”

>> I’ve been trying ro practice that Umtiti’s dance, and I have been loving the IAAF league…

“Dele Alli sounds Nigerian, and Sterling is such a fine boy”

>> Nigerians are everywhere! And some of my male friends judged my “taste-in-men” for considering a fellow man handsome… Imagine, lol?!

“The way my fellow Nigerians are supporting Croatia sha; you people did not support Argentina like that o, and they did the same thing to you, literally… lol “

>> I couldn’t understand ‘Nigerian-Croatians’; I felt they were unjust to easily ‘forgive’ Croatia for the same ‘crime’ they couldn’t ‘forgive’ Argentina about… I figured it had a lot to do with the Croatian president, lol.

“These commentators sha know how to shout in high blood pressure into somebody, tufiakwa!

>> Commentators should be dreaded: their screams can be anxiety laden!

“Good one, Nepa. Unu agbaliala… alarming people… mtchew. “

>> Nepa (PHCN) became an undoing for me during this Word Cup season.

“My own is that these commentators should calm down and let us watch this match in peace…”

>> maybe “shouting” anxiety into viewers is a requirement for the commentating art… Someone told me it was “part of the fun” after all.

“So, who’s getting lucky tonight?
By the way that own-goal reminds me of Croatia’s first match with Nigeria…”

>> I had always felt strongly that the winner of this world cup wouldn’t be by over-zealousness/’ginger’, but I’m glad that the most ‘ginger’ (ditto, ‘hardworking’) team also made it to the finals…

“I like this Perisic’s Croatian goal… It was well calculated/done… reminds me of Musa… “

>> maybe, I just wanted to imagine that Nigeria was in the finals, lol. But Musa was  good!

“I’m watching this World Cup finals with a mad woman o! Someone please come and save me…
She’s more Croatian than the Croatians right now, and she’s shouting my head off so much so that I’m beginning to prefer the commentators’ nearly unwelcome ginger…

>> my friend wouldn’t let me hear word… and she really got emotional when her ‘fav’ team couldn’t win.

“My dear Nigerian-Croatians, I’m not against you people o…
But if these Croatians don’t calm down, France will use luck and win this…

But then again, something is telling me that I’d benefit something if France wins…
P.S: all my French friends please take note…”

>> I was relatively indifferent about the winner until this point. I felt it strongly that the Croatians were doing several things wrongly…

J.J Okocha is alright!”

>> I absolutely enjoyed his entire sport analysis (on SuperSports) during this world cup season: I was so proud of him, ‘repping’ the Green White Green ‘fam’ real good!

“This Nepa people have to be Croatians! They have interrupted the match… but no, they can’t stop the shine… LMAO

>> It happened in the 81st minute or so… ‘haterz’, no mind them, lol!

“Anything for your French friend? “

>> I’m still believing that the French communities around will treat this Nigerian fan well for her love and support [and hope faileth not!], yeah.

“Please, who else found Pogba very annoying during the victory celebration/award?”

>> I kept asking myself, why the hassle really? No be only one goal “you” score? I know winning isn’t easy and scoring a goal isn’t too, but you would think he won the golden boot or something: man was PROUDING (and I was pissed, lol).

“By the way, it was nice seeing Ronaldinho again!
He seems to be doing alright.”

>> To think that he was once the star of FIFA moments! Life sure goes around in seasons.

And that should be a wrap from my World Cup narrations. Did you enjoy them? Let me know down the comment section. Also, tag me on Instagram and Twitter to/with (hilarious) World Cup posts from around the world.

I would live to hear from you, thank you!

My world cup narration: unforeseen reactions!


Check my first and second narration out before you proceed, if you haven’t already.


I was very sad yesterday when Nigeria lost, and consequently couldn’t gather myself together for a blog post until now.

Basically, today’s post is about how scattered-all-over-the-place my emotions were yesterday.

I also didn’t bother to check through some interesting things on my timeline: I just logged off.

>> it was that bad.


So, let’s just go ahead to my social media posts:

  • I want to say “Thank you Germany”, but my mind keeps straying to the Argentines and how they’re currently planning to use us to shine and come-back…
    Oluwa, biko, help us o!
    Someone please help us tell the Eagles to win their next match, biko…

>> Let’s start with this throw back: the day Germany won (and to think they’ve also gone… sobs some). This post was on the 23rd: I knew it very well that the Argentines were going to fight very hard… I was however hoping that Nigerians were equally prepared. To a large extent, Nigerians were, to be honest, it’s just that it didn’t work out for them.

>> if I were to be a bit analytical, I’d say that we should have had more ‘strikers’ with Musa and Iheanacho at the fore (amongst other things), but, is there really any need for more analysis?

  • Dear Lord, we are not “dying there”: we are WINNING THERE!
    Our boys are making it!
    What are they coming back for when their ‘mates’ are still ‘in’ the World Cup?
    Our prayers are answered in Jesus’s name.

>> I prayed hard o! I hoped! I really wanted them there, especially for their own good and expertise: they would have played against great teams, tried out their skills and learnt a lot: they’d have returned way better and more confident. But now, we’re back to square one, and we’d have to keep at it until we get it. All the best to them.

  • Within the next couple of hours, I want to be saying many thanks: “Thank you, Iwobi!” “Thank you, Shehu!” “Thank you, Ndidi!” “Thank you, Iheanacho!” “Thank you, Moses!” “Thank you, Mikel!”… “Thank you, SuperEagles!” I want to be bursting with a combination of all the positive emotions of victory! Yes, we can! It’s a Blessed Super Eagle’s day: Let’s do this!

>> how I wish this came to pass… sobs a bit … I however think our boys are good players regardless: a little tact here, a little pruning there, and we’re good to be great. Musa for instance had improved a lot in confidence from 2014, and if Ndidi adds a little more tact and apt calculations to his shots, they’d be very clean goals… All the best to them still… And I didn’t even get to say, “thank you Moses”; I was too alarmed at his somersault to utter any word, and I don’t know why. Thank you, Moses , please!

  • I’m fine, in case you’re asking: I’m just not bursting out in jubilation yet…
    I think our boys are doing better though… I pray we win… One quick question : was Iheanacho trying to get us a free kick / penalty there? And lest I forget, Di Maria is a better player than your man crush whatever.

>> Yes, Di Maria is a better player. The other one is overrated in my estimation.

  • It’s like Victor Moses has been practicing this Somersault for a long time?!

>> this was before the sadness erupted… and it seemed Moses had been waiting to perform this particular somersault for a long time.

  • And for the first time in my life, I set out with all the ‘motions to properly fan a football club, and get heart broken as a result…
    Just send money to my bank account, it will help me feel better…
    *dabs eyes*

>> this was too painful, and is a good reason why am not a football league fan. Plus, no one sent money yet. You can redeem the situation. Let me give you my account details, please.

  • I really wish we had this: our boys had improved since their first game!
    Now, they’d be back and watching their colleagues compete for the World Cup?!
    That’s so painful to imagine!

To console myself, I’m postponing teaming/fanning till the next team that plays out Argentina… You can call it hate if you want… Or better still, you can ‘bribe’ me to team with/fan your fav team: but your bribe needs to carry weight, and it better not be Argentina.

>> I really felt bad for the boys. It’s back to square one for them, and I really wished they had lasted a while longer for their own good. No experience is as good as the world cup, for a footballer. It tries them and makes them better, now the boys have missed out till another time… sad And I’m still not team Argentina, not even for Di Maria’s sake.

  • So we got to wear our celebrity jersey just once? So many painful things…

>> so painfull… although I saw some (oyibo) fan wearing it during the Serbia/Brazil match… I was like, “see our jersey o”, lol.

  • I knew there was a problem when Shehu spelt Match as “March” on one of his recent Instagram posts…
    And to think he was my SuperEagle ‘crush’

>> when the little things started to matter, lol

  • To those happy for Argentina/Messi right now on my TL, I am side-eyeing you with all my heart.
    Why rub it in? Couldn’t you wait until tomorrow?

>> at this point, I couldn’t believe those that were hailing our opposition! Like, how could they? Nawa o.

  • However, Nigerians that bought this new celebrity jersey have made it as the real MVPs…
    What will y’all be doing now with your very nice jerseys?

>> I would have felt worse if I had bought this jersey: it’d just be reminding me of all that could have been… sniffs

  • I want to ask Arsenal fans a sincere question though… but today’s not about them…

>> Let me just celebrate these group of people… they are usually great with this kind of situation…

And then, I returned to chill with the World Cup, lol:

Neymar is just too extra with his falls: giving us different versions: lie flat for five minutes on the floor today, perform turn and roll level 10 tomorrow… which kain sef! 😀😀😀

Yes, I know I said I wasn’t going to watch again after yesterday, but look at us now: lol

Lest I forget, I stand with the Germans today in their FIFA-loss: I really do: they were supposed to be my next fav… but, look at us: In fact, look at me- hopes being dashed left and right!

Right now, I’m in between low-key rooting for Brazil and high-key being indifferent, cos it may seem as though this Cup is not about being nice to my emotions…

>> someone suggested I stand with the Mexicans instead, that they’d go far… I might even stand with the Croatians: I know an unexpected team will win this cup; I’m almost convinced of this.

In conclusion, I’m looking forward to England Vs Belgium, and to be honest, I think England had it very easy with Panama… let’s see how tomorrow goes though.


You? How are you taking in this World Cup, or you cannot be bothered at all?

Engage me in the comment section, or via Twitter or Instagram, and I’ll respond.




My world cup narration: today’s match

You may want to catch my other narration before you proceed….

First, a few interesting things from my social media timeline:

My new crush: MUSA

>>Musa surely got himself a lot of love today… but in the Nigerian way, I hope it lasts.

“Someone should help me inform MTN that we scored 2 goals not 1”

>> MTN also sent me that annoying text. This brother wasn’t having it though.

“His full name is Amadi chiMUSAram from Umunnachi, Dunukofia, Anambra Central. Popularly known as Ahmed Musa.
Nwanne m o!”

>> Ndi Igbo have already resonated with Musa in a great way: “ChiMUSAram” should mean “God birthed for me”: ‘Genuises’ everywhere, lol.

“Where is our shaku shaku?!?”

>>I saw just a few Shaku from the players-on-bench, at the end of the match. But none from Musa. Why? He doesn’t know to?

“Nigerian pastors are at work. Over the bar!!”


“Henceforth, We play with only one jersey”

>> A lot of people still believe that this jersey worked. How, please? I’m still at a loss.

“Our Tuesday game is key. We need to declare a fast. Lol. Nigeria”

>> Very key!!! I can’t imagine how very ready Argentina is already! But we can, yes we can! We can also like to fast, anything for the win, lol (no lol)!


Then, my comments (I sure did put out a lot of words today!):

I first started with the call for prayers:

Please, let’s take a minute to pray for our goal keeper: that guy seems very dodgy: coordinated now, and uncoordinated a minute later- could it be a function of his 19years though?
pray up guys

And while at it, let’s pray in Wisdom to the minds of our strikers: the wisdom to run and score regardless of Mikel and Moses- cos it may seem as though someone erroneously told them that these two are that great (we should find this person and judge him/her though).

Let us also give thanks that our defence is good- at least, something to thank God for.

Now, we have about 4+hours to lift our hearts in prayers, because, logically speaking, I don give up…

My prediction though- 0:1 against Nigeria. God please help my unbelief and disappoint this prediction, amen.

Happy Super Eagle’s day to us all.
May we laugh last and best!

>> All of this was based off our last match. But I’m very glad our eagles did better! It may seem as though someone is feeding them with our comments. Please whoever you are, thank you and keep it up.

And then, I flashed back:

In the spirit of Flash-Back-Friday, Brazil has won me over in this World Cup. I must confess though that I haven’t watched a lot of the matches (and teams); but out of the much/few I’ve watched, Brazil gave me all the good vibes, and I’m not even “starring” Neymar right now: Marcelo got me glued!!! Silva? Even the young Jesus, and a lot more that I do not remember their names!
The team is good, and I sincerely pray the get to the finals…

>> Neymar though! Why was he falling like that in the match against Costarica? Nawa o! Oke aruruala, lol.

In other news, who else thinks Senegal’s captain is cute (in a weird way, lol)…
And he feels familiar too. Who knows if we’ve met before? Who knows… Someone help!

Happy Super Eagle’s day once again!

>> For real though, with that Senegal player: for real!

Then, Panic set in:

Why is Shehu not playing na? He did great defending in the other game!
I am tired already, confused… but hopeful…
We no get another choice.

But, I sought hope:

It seems the temperature is in our favour: 30+degrees…
Naija, abeg o!
Na beg we dey!

>> indeed, I thought the weather was in our favour with that temperature.

But, panic won’t let go:

These Iceland-ers are not smiling though!
With their strong body frames!
Oluwa bikokwa!
Fear don dey catch me already!

Well, I enjoyed the match regardless and had a few to say after the first half:

My few things:
We’re doing better, let’s make it great (1).
Only Musa seems to want this win badly, why na? (2).
Sweat on black skin looks fine on my screen; is this a thing? (3)
Uzoho has been alright: God answering our earlier prayers. (4).

The game dikwa nwa intense!
We’re still hopeful.
We need to put more uchu!!!

And Musa scored:

I said it! Only Musa wants this goal…
And he got it, thank God!

After the game:

Na who born this Musa?!
Nigga be on da point!!!

Congratulations Naija, and it was indeed a happy Supper Eagle’s day to us!!!

And I saw Timi jubiliating:

I saw Timi Dakolo there o, lol!

And had a few other things to say:

My other few things:
Musa no fit Shaku? He deserved some good Shaku! (1)

We have a good team: we did better, thankfully, and Uzoho wasn’t too dodgy today, thank God (2)

Besides Musa, no other player wants to score goal? Nawa o! (3).

Our boys are good, we just need ginger, drive, zeal and a strong desire to win… so far we have a greater zeal not to loose, but to win, we need the zeal (4).

We can do it, even though I know Argentina is right now planning to use us to shine, but o well (5).

For now, let’s bask in the victory.

Lest I forget, our boys improved a lot. Did anybody show them our social media posts?

Happy Super Eagle’s day to everyone once again: whether for or against! Musa made you proud!

 Then there were some very futuristic fans, I dare say:

These fans in Hard Rock Cafe should better calm down…
Which one is “we’re bringing the cup home”?
Make God help us o!
Abeg o!

The way this World Cup is going, a seemingly regular team may win. No one is joking! Every game is intense. Teams are doing better with each game. No one is taking the fall.

I wish the eagles the best. They can, I sincerely hope they do.

Meanwhile, catch me on Twitter and Instagram… I’d be screen-grabiing some Facebook comments on the go: engage me.

Happy Super Eagle’s day, everyone!