El Mayo built the Sinaloa cartel with El Chapo and ran it for 35 years without ever being caught.
Yesterday, at 76, he got life in a Brooklyn courtroom and a $15 billion forfeiture order.
He told the court no one wins in a war like this, and apologised for the example he set.
Same judge who sentenced El Chapo. Same ending. Seven years apart.
Kevin Keegan (1951–2026)
King Kev. Mighty Mouse. The man who made football feel alive.
Joseph Kevin Keegan has left us at the age of 75 after a courageous battle with cancer. The game is poorer for his absence, but infinitely richer for the light he brought to it.
Few players embodied pure, joyful intensity the way Keegan did. From the muddy pitches of Scunthorpe to the Anfield Kop, from the Bundesliga to the St James’ Park roar, he played every match as if it were the last. At Liverpool under Bill Shankly and Bob Paisley he became a European champion, lifting three league titles, an FA Cup, two UEFA Cups and the European Cup. Then he took the extraordinary step of moving to Hamburg, where he won the Bundesliga and, remarkably, back-to-back Ballon d’Or awards in 1978 and 1979 — still one of the great individual achievements by an Englishman.
He captained England with pride and later returned to Newcastle United as a player to lead them back to the top flight, then as a manager who turned the club into the “Entertainers.” That near-miss title challenge of 1995–96 remains one of the most thrilling campaigns English football has ever seen. Keegan didn’t just manage teams; he inspired belief. He did the same at Fulham and Manchester City, and even in a difficult spell as England manager, his passion never dimmed.
What made Keegan special went far beyond trophies. He was magnetic. That famous perm, the boundless energy, the way he spoke about the game with boyish wonder and absolute conviction. He made supporters feel that anything was possible if you played with heart. Newcastle fans still call him their first true modern hero for a reason. Liverpool supporters remember the little man who ran until his lungs burned. And football fans everywhere remember a player and manager who never hid, never played safe, and never stopped caring.
He was a devoted husband, father and grandfather. In his final months he faced illness with the same honesty and dignity that defined his career, even finding humour in dark moments and still making time for the people who loved him.
Kevin Keegan gave English football its swagger, its romance, and a reminder that the game is meant to be played with joy. The stands will feel quieter without him, but the memories of that tireless, electric figure charging across the pitch will never fade.
Rest in peace, King Kev.
You’ll always be one of the greats.
Messi is the only player that made the team of the tournament by walking 70% of the time in matches while his teammates did all the work. Every other person got there by individual performance.
Hence he is reaping the benefits of his teammates performance as a personal accomplishment.