There were many breaks after Martinez's foul for Egypt's goal & how they went all the way back to cancel the goal is unbelievable.
I need a better rule to explain this madness in football now.
🚨لامين يامال عن كريستيانو رونالدو بعد مباراة اليوم:
"بصراحة، شعرت اليوم بالأسى تجاه كريستيانو.
كانت هذه أول مرة أكون قريباً منه إلى هذا الحد على أرض الملعب، وأعطاني ذلك احتراماً أكبر له.
إنه شخص مذهل، وبلا شك واحد من أعظم لاعبي كرة القدم في التاريخ.
استطعت أن أرى مدى حماسه بعد صافرة النهاية بسبب أهمية هذا الأمر بالنسبة له.
لذلك اقتربت منه وعانقته.
أحياناً يكون كرة القدم أكبر من المنافسة.
أعطى كل شيء ممكن من أجل البرتغال اليوم وترك كل شيء على الملعب.
لاعبون مثل كريستيانو ألهموني كثيراً، وبغض النظر عن النتيجة، لا يستحق إلا الاحترام."
Reporter: Can you describe your phone call with Gianni Infantino about the red card? Belgium is appealing the decision.
Trump: You’re asking me about the whole soccer thing. So, yeah, I did. I spoke to Gianni.
That wasn’t a foul. That wasn’t even an infraction. That was two guys running full speed who happened to crash into each other. You can’t properly place your foot on somebody else’s foot when you’re going full speed. No, these were two great athletes who got tangled up.
And this referee, who is a little bit suspect—if you check his past. I don’t want to say that because I don’t like to create controversy, but very suspect. If you’d like, I’ll provide you with his past.
He didn’t do anything wrong, and he’s our best player, or one of our best players—a very vital player—and they gave him a red card.
I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t think it meant much. Then I started hearing that it means you can’t play in the next game, at least in the next game.
I said, “Boy, that’s a big—” You know, if it happened to another player, it would have been unfair, but when they take your best player—or just about; they have some great players—and say you can’t play, that’s very unfair.
That’s one thing, to penalize somebody for the game. But how do you penalize them for a game that hasn’t been played yet? It’s very unfair. You can’t do that.
So, yes, I asked for a review by FIFA. I spoke to a man who is highly respected, and by the way, whose level of respect has gone up tenfold.
He’s just a President for America who will do anything for America. He loves his country deeply. I like Trump, I don’t have any problem with him whatsoever.
When e reach ur turn, be a coward. Trump is certainly not one.
Wallahi if you gathered the entire Dantata family in one place, Dangote included, and emptied every account they own, they still would not produce ₦61 trillion, over 40 billion dollars, in CASH. Even Elon Musk, the richest man on the planet, does not have that kind of money lying idle. To raise the $44 billion he paid for Twitter, he had to sell over $20 billion of his Tesla shares, take a $13 billion loan from a consortium of banks, and BEG co-investors for another $7 billion. That is what it takes for the world’s wealthiest man to gather a sum smaller than what you people claim one man in Kano kept in cash. Our problem with numbers is beginning to border on mental illness.
أبوتريكه :
عايز أقول لـ لاعبيه منتخب مصر، البرازيل خرجت ...
والمانيا خرجت ... و بكره حد من أسبانيا أو البرتغال هيخرج ... و النهاردة حد من انجلترا و المكسيك هيخرج ... و فرنسا معاها ماتش صعب مع المغرب و حد منهم هيخرج ... واحنا لو كسبنا الارجنتين هتخرج ... و هيبقى الطريق سهل ... المنتخبات الكبيرة خرجت و الطريق بيتسهل و بيفضى ... في إيديكم فرصة للتاريخ مش هتيجى غير في العمر مرة ... انت لو كسبت الارجنتين ممكن تلاقى نفسك ف نص النهائي أو النهائي ... ليه لا ؟؟؟ كاس العالم السنادى سهل ... و المنتخبات المرشحه كلها خرجت ... اكتبوا التاريخ ... دى فرصه مش هتتعوض تانى ... النرويج خرجت البرزايل ابطال العالم ٥ مرات بكل سهوله ... ده اسهل كاس عالم ف التاريخ و لاعبيه منتخب مصر ف ايديها توصل لـ بعيد لو صدقوا نفسهم ... ليه لا ... تعالوا نحلم و ناخد كل خطوه بخطوتها ... انت لو كسبت الارجنتين ف طريقك سويسرا أو كولومبيا ... رسالتى لـ كابتن حسام حسن و لاعبيه منتخب مصر ... انزلوا اعلموا ماتش العمر ... كاس العالم فضى من المنتخبات القويه ... احنا نقدر احنا معانا لاعبيه كبيرة نقدر نعدى بيهم اى صعب ... يوم التلات هيبقى يوم فارق ف تاريخ الكورة المصريه ... وأنا بقولها لو كسبنا الارجنتين احتمال كبير نوصل لـ نص النهائي و ممكن النهائي ليه لا ... مدام عندنا طموح و حلم كبير اكيد هنوصل ... طب والله نقدر 👌
كلمتين للتاريخ يا تريكه و عندك حق فعلا ❤️👏
Football can be really cruel honestly, for all Neymar’s talent, football didn’t reward him enough so he get placed in the conversation he properly belongs too, no World Cup, no Ballon d’Or, barely any defining iconic moments on the biggest stages, and because football remembers trophies and headlines more than it remembers pure ability, his name will slowly drift away from the conversations it deserved to stay in.
Anyone who actually watched Neymar in his prime knows we’re talking about one of the most naturally gifted footballers this sport has ever produced. He wasn’t just a dribbler or a showman like people try to reduce him to. He could score, create, control games, beat three or four players with ease, play the final pass, win matches by himself and entertain at the same time. There were very few players in history who combined all those qualities at such a high level.
There was a point where it genuinely felt inevitable that he would win a Ballon d’Or one day. He looked like the obvious successor after Messi and Ronaldo. But football doesn’t always reward the best talent. Sometimes it rewards timing, luck, fitness and being on the right side of defining moments.
Injuries came at the worst possible times. Brazil fell short whenever the expectations were highest. The move to PSG, whether fair or unfair, changed how many people viewed his career.
If you remove the trophies and just judge players by what they could actually do with a football, Neymar comfortably belongs in conversations with some of the greatest attackers the game has ever seen. His peak was crazy. Players, coaches and defenders who faced him know exactly how special he was.
Unfortunately, history doesn’t always remember peaks. It remembers medals, Ballons d’Or and World Cups. That’s why years from now there will be people who never watched prime Neymar and think he was just another great player when in reality he was one of the most extraordinary footballers of his generation.
Football can be really cruel sometimes. It doesn’t always reward the players who deserve it the most.
BREAKING: STOP DELETING PHOTOS WHEN YOUR PHONE SAYS STORAGE FULL.
The real junk is hiding somewhere else entirely.
I freed 22GB in 15 minutes without deleting a single memory.
Here's exactly where to look 👇
I rode in a cab with a Tunisian driver yesterday. Mr Walid. He was angry about Tunisia. Corruption, he said. Player selection had nothing to do with merit. I told him I could relate without saying much. I didn’t want to talk about the Super Eagles.
Then he said he hated Messi. Now I was interested. I asked if he was a Madridista. No. A Cristiano Ronaldo fan then? He looked at me like I had cursed him. He said he was offended by the question.
His favourite player ever is Ronaldinho. The greatest ever, he insisted. I admitted the greatness of Mr Gaúcho, but I reminded him that even Ronaldinho called Messi the better player before Messi had done much of anything.
Mr Walid was unmoved. “Messi makes everything look perfect. He doesn’t make mistakes. Football is about mistakes. Messi does too much. He is too perfect, my brother. I don’t like that. Ronaldinho is my GOAT. He makes mistakes too. I can relate to him. I played football. We all played football.”
He hated Messi for his perfection. That was a first. The world is full of the undiscovered.
Dude made me laugh so much. I tipped him for the cost of the ride. I had never heard anyone hate Messi like that before. And he sounded rational about it. I enjoyed his position a lot.
PS: He is rooting for Canada against Morocco. I didn’t go there. I know how North African rivalries work. lol. Much like South Americans.
⚠️🇲🇽 Javier Hernández on the difference between Leo Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo:
🗣️ “MESSI IS SUPERMAN AND CRISTIANO RONALDO IS BATMAN. Superman was born with powers, Batman wasn't. Batman had to build himself with discipline, courage, and bravery until he became extraordinary.
My mother-in-law asked me: Who's better, Messi or Cristiano Ronaldo? And I replied: ‘What do you admire most?’
Messi is the representation of pure talent. Watching him play feels natural, as if the laws of physics don't apply to him. He makes the impossible look simple. Clubs build systems around him, and that makes sense because he's a talent that never existed in history. Messi represents the dream of being born with an extraordinary gift.
But Cristiano Ronaldo represents another story: the story of the one who built himself, who turned discipline into his greatest talent, who changed countries, leagues, languages, playing systems, and still remained elite. While Messi seems to improvise, Cristiano seems to have trained every move thousands of times. While one conveys calm, the other conveys hunger. While one lets the game come to him, the other goes out to conquer it from the first minute.
And that's why millions of us identify with Cristiano Ronaldo, because many of us weren't born being the best. We had to work twice as hard to achieve our dreams. Cristiano Ronaldo represents the one who swims against the current, the one who receives criticism, the one whose achievements are normalized and minimized, and yet keeps going.
And I think that's the real discussion: not who's better, but which story inspires you more. Both are admirable, and both inspire a lot: the one who was born with a gift or the one who proved that with discipline you can change your destiny.
Because in the end, we admire Messi for what he is, a being from another planet, but many admire Cristiano Ronaldo because he's a monster of willpower that forces us to look in the mirror and feel capable of breaking through.”
This story is actually insane and nobody is talking about it, and the key witness has apparently died in a hotel fire.
Prince Adeniyi Adeyemi accused Femi Gbajabiamila of collecting ₦400 million from him for a ₦600 million deal for the appointment to become DG of Presidential Foreign Intervention Promotion Council (PFIPC), the Chief of Staff was said to have demanded 48% of the agency’s ₦24 billion take-off grant.
Prince Adeyemi said 48% is too much. There was a little disagreement apparently, and on 11 June 2026, Gbajabiamila, in his capacity as Chief of Staff, issued a public statement saying the PFIPC was not an official government body.
Prince Adeyemi wrote a petition to the police and named the middleman who was the witness to everything that happened.
The middle man, who is the key witness to the transaction died a day after that petition.
Prince Adeyemi wrote for the investigation of the man’s mysterious death, and also claimed there are multiple assasinanation attempts on his life.
He also claimed his phone was particularly stolen in one of the attempts and they are refusing to help him track it.
Gbajabiamila claims the company does not exist and that Prince Adeyemi is telling lies, but the 2026 Appropriation Act currently contains a ₦1.3 billion budget allocation for the PFIPC on page 50 and 51.
So how did a “non-existent”agency receive a budget allocation?
The criminality happening under Tinubu is abysmal.
Why is this not making the news?
O futebol é o esporte mais bonito já inventado. E pelos motivos mais loucos.
Em primeiro e mais importante lugar, porque decidiu contrariar o corpo humano.
Parece exagero, mas não é. A nossa espécie passou milênios se gabando das mãos. Polegar opositor, ferramenta, escrita, espada, bisturi, controle remoto, celular. Quase tudo o que fazemos bem passa por elas. A mão é a arrogância anatômica do ser humano.
O futebol olhou para isso e disse que não.
No futebol, a parte mais habilidosa do corpo é quase proibida. As mãos ficam ali, inúteis, penduradas, como se fossem um acessório constrangedor. Só um sujeito pode usá-las, justamente aquele colocado para impedir a alegria dos outros. O resto precisa resolver a vida com os pés, com a cabeça, com o peito, com o ombro, com o improviso e com uma dose generosa de erro.
Isso muda tudo.
Com as mãos, o corpo obedece. Basta ver um jogo de basquete para entender. A bola parece extensão natural do atleta. Ela vai, volta, quica, gira, entra. Há beleza nisso, claro. Mas há também uma certa obediência do mundo. A mão manda e a bola aceita.
Com os pés, a bola negocia.
Ela escapa meio metro. Ela bate na canela. Ela quica no gramado ruim. Ela trai o craque e humilha o perna de pau. Ela transforma um domínio simples em pequena tragédia. Ela permite que um passe fácil vire lateral e que um chute torto entre no ângulo.
Essa é uma parte enorme da graça. O futebol é difícil porque é jogado contra a própria anatomia. Um drible perfeito vale mais porque não deveria ser tão limpo. Um lançamento de quarenta metros vale mais porque saiu de uma parte do corpo que, em tese, foi feita para caminhar. Uma bicicleta vale mais porque desafia a física, o bom senso e a lombar.
Com as mãos, muita coisa parece possível. Com os pés, quase tudo parece improvável. O futebol nasce desse quase.
O segundo motivo é igualmente insano. O futebol é o único esporte em que tudo foi pensado para ter o mínimo possível de pontos ou gols. Foi desenhado para torná-lo raro.
O impedimento existe para atrapalhar o gol. O goleiro existe para atrapalhar o gol. A defesa existe para transformar o caminho até a rede em um labirinto de pernas, faltas, desvios, tropeços e gritos de “sobe”.
Sem goleiro e sem impedimento, o futebol seria outra coisa. Talvez um esporte de placar alto. Talvez mais palatável para quem precisa de pontuação constante para acreditar que algo está acontecendo. Mas seria menos futebol.
O futebol vive da espera.
Boa parte da partida é feita de aproximações. Um passe que não entra. Um cruzamento alto demais. Um atacante que sai um segundo antes. Uma bola na trave. Uma defesa impossível. O jogo vai acumulando tensão. A torcida sabe que o gol pode não vir. E justamente por isso, quando vem, ele rasga tudo.
O gol não é apenas um ponto. É uma explosão, uma libertação de toda a tensão acumulada.
É gente abraçando desconhecido. É pai lembrando do filho. É filho lembrando do pai. É cerveja voando e todos achando razoável. É arquibancada virando corpo coletivo por alguns segundos. Ninguém comemora uma cesta de três pontos como comemora um gol aos 43 do segundo tempo. Não há equivalência possível. O gol é raro demais para ser tratado com educação.
Por isso o futebol incomoda tanto aqueles que se acostumaram a muitos pontos. Ele não entrega recompensa em intervalos regulares. Ele não promete justiça proporcional. Um time pode ter a bola o jogo inteiro, criar quinze chances, chutar na trave, obrigar o goleiro adversário a fazer a melhor partida da carreira e perder de um a zero em um escanteio mal defendido.
Isso não é falha do futebol.
É futebol.
A retranca pode ser feia, mas pode funcionar. A posse de bola pode ser elegante, mas nem sempre resolve. O time inferior pode se fechar, sofrer, gastar tempo, buscar uma falta lateral e achar um gol chorado no fim. O empate pode ser grande resultado. O zero a zero pode ser uma operação de sobrevivência.
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