Rumour: Harry Redknapp to be appointed Super Eagles coach

Nigeria to appoint Harry Redknapp in a matter of days in bizarre late career twist
The debate about hiring a foreign coach for the Super Eagles has been going on for a while and and in a surprising turn, former Tottenham FC manager, Harry Redknapp has been linked to the job. According to reports, talks are already  in advanced stage and he is expected to put pen to paper n a matter of few days. Recall that last national team manager, Sunday Olishe resigned in February 2016 after eight months in charge.

Dele Alli gets 3-match ban

Tottenham’s Dele Alli has been handed a 3-match ban for violent conduct on Monday night’s 1-1 draw with West Brom at White Hart Lane. The English midfielder was filmed hitting West Bromwich Albion midfielder Claudio Yacob  in the 26th minute of the game. 
The PFA Young Player Of The Year will now miss the rest of the season –  Monday’s game against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge and the next two matches against Southampton and Newcastle United.

Banky W and Peter Okoye stopped Tiwa Savage 's husband from committing suicide today.

There’s a new development in the Tee Billz- Tiwa saga.
But for the intervention of artistes, Banky W and Peter ‘Psquare’ Okoye, Tiwa Savage’s husband, Tee Billz would have ended his life today, an eye witness has confirmed.  After pouring out his heart on instagram, the thoroughly depressed man reportedly headed to the Lekki-Ikoyi bridge to commit suicide (he hinted at this in one of his posts.)

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An eye witness identified as Chukwuma Ani confirmed the story. He said , ‘Around past 9 this morning while driving on the Lekki-Ikoyi toll bridge, a car hit me from behind. I came out of the car and approached the driver of the vehicle. I didn’t know who the man was (it was Teebillz). The man looked at me and told me to leave, that he was there for a reason. That he was planning to commit suicide. 

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I thought I was watching a movie. The man held the railing and tried to jump over it and that was when the yellow man held him and started shouting for help. The two of them nearly fell into the water. I quickly joined the yellow man to pull the guy out and while we were struggling with him, one Psquare twin (Peter Okoye) and Banky W joined us to pull the man out’.

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"I lost my best friend, I lost control"- Amaka Igwe's daughter pays tribute to her

To God who made me I don’t know how it’s two years today.
Mummy, you’re still not back?
I’m sure my memory will ease me back to a semblance of normalcy, but it won’t ever get there. I relive every hour. From midnight, or just before, from nine pm on the 27th when we had that three-hour call that ended with deathbed type words and prophecies and affirmations from you that I thought nothing of…
…to 8am, when we started our average of 5-8 daily calls (sometimes email) procedure.
That three-hour call was our farewell song. I just didn’t know you were singing. You told me you loved me, and I felt it in every fibre of my being. You told me how proud you were of me. You said you wouldn’t be there on my birthday. We talked about the future, and the future future, and unlike our usual co-daydreams you managed to keep the focus on me and erase yourself carefully out of it.

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Eight (or so) brief good morning, this-is-what-I’m-up-to calls, all the way to 4pm, when (I think) the 5th or 6th call (who counts when you think they will always come), when you called to check in and make sure I was studying, and give me your location, make me feel jealous all over again because I was the minority, away at school while you were with Dad and the boys…
…And say goodbye for the very last time. It wasn’t even a proper goodbye. ‘I’ll call you back’. Na so.
My spirit knew there was something wrong when you didn’t call at 6pm. Or 8pm. So I call you, and you don’t pick up. To distract myself I launch into a long laugh/chat with a friend, and then panic at 9pm when I talk about you so I remember to call, and you still don’t pick up. More panic. Then I am called to be informed of a very out of the blue out of the way visit. And then I know. Without knowing.
I run with the think horses not zebras approach.
I decide your phone has been stolen, and the robber ate your sim card because he was hungry after executing the crime, or better yet was feeling guilty and decided to use the sim card as the bread component of communion, with freshly tapped palm wine as the other. I decide your battery melted in the hot Udi sun.
I decide you were busy, and would be calling any minute to apologize and pick up where we left off. I prepped my pretend anger voice. I denied what no one but my heart was telling me.
I held out for all kinds of hope. Prayed the craziest prayers. Bargained with God.
That you would wake me up in the morning before my alarm. I believed that so much it was hard getting to sleep that night, I was waiting for the morning to come. Then it was all laid out, and I couldn’t un-know. You were gone. You were gone. You were gone. And you won’t be calling me back.
They don’t have phones where you’ve gone.
Seeing your phone and all your belongings when I got back home infuriated me. Then humbled me. Do not store up earthly treasures… Priorities.
If anything, God should have allowed that phone follow you to heaven, with at least one Ankara outfit, your glasses, that drum, and your gold necklace that you wore forever. A heavenly starter pack, to ease you into your new and improved eternal life. Not so?
Last year I wrote about everything that was supposed to be. I was still very angry at you. Today, I am not that far away from anger, just down the road. Maybe next year I’ll be on a different street.

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Today is my Ground Zero Plus 2. 2 years ago today, the thing I feared the most happened to me. I lost my best friend; and I lost control. My plans were shredded. The floor vanished under me, and it started to simultaneously rain from the ceiling. I fell, and fell, and fell, and I reached my foundation.
I don’t have precise words for what I feel. It’s never not going to hurt. I miss your full-frontal, spontaneous, in-your-face, fierce love. Sometimes I forget that you are gone, I really do. I have happy moments, with friends and family, I achieve something, I’m surprised, and I receive something undeserved unexpectedly and I reason that I can’t be this happy if you are gone.
Then I look around for you to agree with me and my neck almost goes 360 because you are not here.
Purpose has however never been more important. I feel awake.

You leaving has unlocked latent places in me that I wish never had to exist and come to the fore, but I will make the most of. I feel deeper. I love the ones I love, much harder. I’m less scared, of speaking my mind. I don’t want to leave things left unsaid. I don’t want to leave my life half-lived.
I’m scared more, because I have to think of my future and my future future without you. I don’t quite yet know how to exist in a world that you aren’t in; new phases and whatnot. I feel sometimes like a toddler someone yanked out of her walker.
I can’t comprehend that I won’t see you see me graduate anymore, and become a Barrister, and write much more, and found things, and fulfill my destiny, and get married, have kids, and grand kids… So you mean you really won’t come back?
My imagination cushions the impact. I have you prepping Jesus for a close-up, shooting the trailer for His return, with angels at the monitor, Peter at the camera, Uncle Offor holding the boom and you in the director’s chair yelling, “Aaaction!”
I have you eyeing me when I’m about to say something silly or do something stupid, or when I refuse to eat humble pie and apologize for doing said silly thing. I have you belly laughing in unison, when something I know would make us laugh makes me laugh.
I have you, in a parallel planet, doing the Senior Status LLB like you said you would. I have you dabbing, and thanking God you don’t have to try and krump anymore. I have you virtually hugging me, tightly, bone crushingly; as if to pull all my scattered emotions back into order.

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I have you in my heart, in a special chamber, helping my heart beat with your drum, your shorts, the vest and a huge smile.
I no longer think I have all the time in the world. But I’m still learning there’s a time for everything. I want to lean in so hard I’m half on the table. And if there’s no table I’m building one. Because life has never been shorter. And because I can.
I love you deep. I love you bottomless. I love you so much it scares me. You used to say you loved me enough for both of us, I didn’t get it. Now, wherever you are, whether you can or can’t love me back, I love you enough for the both of us too. Mamma mia. It’s my turn.
I didn’t know I would still be here, and still be me, but I am. I miss you without words, none are capable of articulating that emotion. Most times it makes me want to curl up in a ball, and not do anything at all. Sometimes, some days, that’s exactly what I do.
But In this weakness I am strong. And it is still well. Nothing else to say or do, but thank God, for my Ground Zero plus 2.

Olajumoke Orisaguna gifts 40 bread hawkers

Olajumoke Orisaguna

Olajumoke Orisaguna needs no introduction, she’s the lady whose grass to grace story shook the world. Few weeks ago, she reportedly doled out cash, N5,000 to 40 bread hawkers at the Liberty Bakery where she used to work. 
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In an interview with Encomium Magazine, he mother of two who just recently moved into her luxury apartment at Surulere said she’s enjoying her new home.
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My morning routine is to pray, cook, clean, wake up the children, then have them all eat together as a family.” She added.

Trouble brewing in Tiwa Savage's marriage, husband makes shocking revelations

All is not well in singer, Tiwa savage and husband, Tunji Balogun’s paradise. Tunji took to his instagram page to make some really shocking revelations which clearly show that the couple are going through rough some patches. Read his account below.
” I met you with 100% insecurity. I remember when Wale called me about a girl that’s got talent and u told him I wasn’t interested! Please just take care of JamJam. I sacrificed my life for you and put in work and my money to your success. You are Tiwa Savage the super star now right. You will never have peace with that fame. Your mother wants to turn me to what she turned your DAD to? I will rather Die. Ask her to confess what’s she’s done to me! All I did was look out for your success and forgeries g who I am.  I’m sorry Olabisi, Gaetano. Onah and jamil. All daddy wanted to do is be a good father and take care all of you but they won’t let me. I have been fighting this spiritual battle since I was a kid my mother and father can testify. Went from family battle to mother inlaws battle. @tiwasavage ask your mother to confess what she’s done to me.  

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Lord knows I tried. I can’t take it anymore. I decided that I wanted to take time out from music business so you and me will not be in the same basket of the music industry. You never supported me for day one every move I made and every project I lay my hands one was going all bad. Thanks to your mum witchcraft! Tell her to confess to you.  Lord knows I tried. I have been mentally tortured by my the woman I gave everything to. I’m not perfect but I’m far away from being the best husband. Because when I dint have you paid bills and you took my man hood away. You have thrown my clothes out of the house more than 5 times because of the love I have for you I still take it and because of Jamil. I don’t want to go through divorce like my father that has been Married 4times. Your mother humiliated so much that I dint care.  



// Tosin Yusuf a.k.a Omawunmi’s husband. I wish I met you earlier when I just moved to Nigeria. You have been a great friend and brother to me in the last month. I should have done this 2weeks ago but the joy of being around dint let me. You have a wife that did not let the music business take the best of her. I know how Mrs Yusuf treats us when we at your house. I feel very at home and praying that I wish my wife can get a life and be like this. All she cares about is next single, her make up and hair, her brand and all that BS. Pls tell the world have you asked your husband in the last 3yrs if he has eaten. Thank you to Ani Idibia and Anita my Neigbor that provides home cooked meal for me when I needed. 


That! Yes you became the bread winner when I decided I’m not in business with you again take everything I just want my wife. Tiwa. You will never have peace except my spirits forgives you. Tell your mother to confess what she mounted in the house for you to shine with my star. It’s deeper than what you think. 


// Within what period of time did you *** jazzy and Dr Sid. And I dint care because the love I have for you. I looked at it that we all have a past even when at this same **** time you were ****** with 2face.  I hope the ….Tiwa savage brand brings you peace. I used my money, soul and everything I hAd for you and everyone knows how I hustled hard with passion for you to get to where you at today. You will never find peace with your career


To you Mr Ibrahim Olatunji Balogun Snr………. I tried my best not to be like you but instead of focusing on being a Better person I was worried about not wanting to be like you. I reached out and cry to you as my father but all you care about his yourself and your money…….. I ended up having kids like you by multiple women and my first marriage and only marriage dint make make it to 2years just like the one you had with my mum. Why the *** did God Made you my father. 

I’m sorry i must have disappointed you guys . I just dint have the strength to fight this battle any more. May God Forgive me and accept my soul in peace.
That’s a very disturbed soul there. I hope they resolve this as soon as possible. 

Just like that? Davido doles out cash to fan for saying 'God Bless You'.

We know celebs love giving back but this gesture is on another level. So a fan of the singer took to her Instagram page to share how the singer
rewarded her with some wads of cash just for saying a simple prayer for him.

 “Oh well… All because I told @davidoofficial ‘God bless him’ he decided to dash me 50k
he is not using. God bless Davido.
The lucky fan wrote. 





Please Davido, can i do a blog post on how God will bless you?lol 

Antonio Conte to Chelsea is disgusting – Maradona

 Football legend, Diego Maradona has faulted Antonio Conte’s decision to sign a contract with Chelsea while still working as Italy coach. The Argentine described the move as shameful and disgusting. In an interview with Italian broadcaster Piuenne, the former Racing Club manager said : 
“This story about Conte is shameful. He’s the coach of the Italian national team, which carries incredible prestige in the world, and it’s disgusting that he’s gone and signed a contract with Chelsea. It’s making so many coaches have to do nothing for a year and go without a club because there’s always the same old coaches moving around.”

Diego Simeone handed three-game La Liga ban

Atletico Madrid coach, Diego Simeone has been handed a 3-game La Liga ban for allegedly instructing a ball boy to throw a ball on to the pitch to disrupt a Malaga attack during Atletico’s game on Saturday.
The 45 year-old Argentine will not be at the dug-out for Atletico’s final three La Liga games of the season. Against Rayo Vallecano, Levante and Celta Vigo. He has 10 days to appeal.

Video: Champions League Twitter account trolls Lionel Messi

Will Lionel Messi be happy about this deliberate shade? Who knows, he might have raked in some cool cash from it or be laughing it off like some of us are doing at the moment.
So, ahead of Real Madrid and Manchester City’s semi final clash tonight, Champions League’s official twitter handle posted a video which appeared to have poked fun at the Barcelona’s star who along with his team crashed out of the Champions League race weeks ago. In the 30-second footage, Champions League implied the World best footballer and some fans will munch some snacks while they watch the piece of the action between the Los Blancos and the English team tonight. 
Barca lost the opportunity to defend their European crown and Messi was made the scapegoat for the loss. 
Well, this might just be an advert for the confectionery company.
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