Pirates don’t say goodbye, Syd. We call it “see you at the next port.” The sea’s rough without you. My chest is split, anchor-heavy with pain, but I’ll hold the line with the crew. No tears, just knots to untie later. I miss you every watch, joke, and storm.
If you’ve ever stepped into a police station to report a crime you’ll understand that the police is no different from street goon exercising mob violence
Everything is not ok, we are pretending to smile, we are breathing, we are walking, we are hugging. BUT Sydney is not here with us 🥲😭
Very very sad day at the sea.
Part of me is completely gone.
Please win it for me one more time Squid 💔
#PiratesStrong
There are moments in life when words feel too small for the weight of grief you carry. This is one of those moments.
Guga, we grew up sharing more than a rugby pitch. We shared blood, not just the blood of brothers in sport, but the deeper bond of our people, our tribe, our roots. You knew where I came from before I ever had to explain it. That kind of kinship is rare and I am broken knowing I will never stand beside you again.
As your Captain, I watched you carry yourself with a quiet dignity that made my job easier. You never needed me to push you, you pushed yourself.
Every scrum, every breakdown, every bruising collision, you gave everything. You were the kind of teammate who made the man beside you better and the dressing room feel like home.
But beyond the jersey and the titles we won together, you were simply my young brother. The laughter, long journeys and conversations that only made sense to us, I will hold those close for the rest of my days.
The Black Pirates will run out again, but there will always be a space on that field that belongs only to you, Gongodyo. No one will fill it.
Now rest well Guga. I love you ❤️
#RIPGongodyo #RIPSydney
#PiratesStrong #UgandaRugby
Namere’s response to the @NinyeTabz war reminds me of our childhood days.
You would confidently pick a fight with someone who looked weak, only to discover halfway through the battle that the fellow was actually built like a military barracks.
The moment you realized your punches were landing like love letters instead of blows, there was only one survival strategy left:
“Maama ampita! Maama ampita!”
And just like that, your mother became your United Nations peacekeeping force and extraction team.
That’s exactly what Namere’s response feels like. Because honestly, what is the meaning of fighting Tabz using his origin as a fighting stanza? That sounds more like an escape route, as if he just dropped from heaven yesterday.
Actually, you’re making him look as powerful as a Mutembuzi that even a Muchwezi can’t stand in his way.
I’m honestly disturbed and heartbroken with how things are unfolding in our country. Many young souls are being lost under unclear circumstances.💔
What worries me most is how boda boda riders have become quick to take the law into their own hands, ganging up and beating people before the truth is even known. On top of that, majority of them are always involved in night attacks, theft and extremely dangerous riding that puts lives at risk.
Human life is precious and we cannot keep normalizing violence & recklessness. Something truly needs to change.
I hope they get even the ladies who recorded and encouraged it. I know that in Buikwe district, they arrested people for standing and watching people beat someone to death. So I hope @PoliceUg uphold the law and get everyone
So you got 21 reasons why you’re the most dumb minister ever appointed in any government?
Now that you even downloaded pictures of the fugitive, you have the face of the guy who doesn’t give a Fuck about your runny mouth!
I thought you even have the balls to find me, why wait?
Sydney Gongodyo was a very great friend, right from our times at @MitchellHallMAK and also when he donned the @Makerere Sports Attire to represent us in Rugby, to the times now when he was playing for Pirates. He was known and loved by many. He will forever be missed.
RIP Champ