Again, Flashscore/Livescore is gradually ruining viewing centres & watch parties.
Celebration before the goal on TV is ruining the anticipation & fun of it.
I don't know why people do this.
You come to a live show & you are checking flashscore? Why not just stay at home?
I remember when Etisalat Nigeria came to my school during SUG Week. They were selling raffle tickets for a chance to win a brand-new car.
You needed to see how everyone was buying tickets. Even me sef, I bought 5 tickets. Who no wan win free motor? 😂
But there was this particular guy who went all out and bought about 20 tickets.
On the day of the raffle draw, the organizers spun the tickets and picked a winner. The first winning ticket landed on this guy, but he was nowhere to be found.
They picked a second ticket. It landed on him again.
They picked a third ticket. Still him.
By this point, the crowd was already going crazy. People ran to his hostel looking for him, only to discover that he had travelled home for the weekend to see his parents.
After several attempts to reach him failed, the organizers had no choice but to draw another winner.
This time, the ticket belonged to a guy who had bought just one ticket.
He showed up, collected the car, and throughout my remaining years in school, I saw him driving that car everywhere.
Till today, I still wonder how the first guy must have felt each time he saw that car on campus, knowing it could have been his.
Life can change in a single moment. May we never be absent when our moment comes. 🙏
@ZeenyBlue Football doesn't go like simple arithmetics.
Football isn't 1+1 =2
Remember PSG have to play round of 32 while Arsenal qualified directly
Arsenal have the best defensive record (this season)
I'm not saying Arsenal will win or should win, but football doesn't work that way
In 1977, a young pharmacist named Stella Okoli opened a tiny retail pharmacy called Emzor Chemists in Shomolu, Lagos with ₦5,000 in her pocket.
Named after her three children: Emeka, Uzoma and Edward.
For seven years, she sold drugs to neighbourhood customers.
Then in 1984, she had a bigger vision: to manufacture, not just sell.
To raise the money, she asked her father for permission to use his house as collateral. He said yes.
She secured a ₦100,000 loan from the bank. Pilot production began in 1985 with one product: Emzor Paracetamol.
Today, that same Emzor Paracetamol controls roughly 25% of Nigeria’s pain relief market.
Emzor Pharmaceuticals now produces over 140 products. It has factories in Sagamu, Richfield, and Ajao. It exports across Africa, Europe, and Asia.
Stella Okoli is now one of Nigeria’s most powerful industrialists.
It started with a ₦5,000 shop. And a father who believed enough to risk his own house.
Sometimes the loan that builds an empire isn’t from a bank. It’s from family.
Victor Osimhen: “I left home with a backpack and 2 pairs of clothes. The one I was wearing, and a green kit in my bag. We drove to Abuja in the oldest car you can imagine, and we arrived at midnight.
The next morning, the sun came up, and I saw 1 million kids with a dream.
Maybe 1 million is an exaggeration, but not by much. There must have been 900 kids waiting outside this stadium. The first day, I didn’t even get on the pitch. The second day, one of the coaches finally pointed at me.
‘Green shirt. Let’s go. You have 15 minutes.’
Just 15 minutes to change my life. I knew that the only way to impress them was to run. So I ran until I was sweating blood.
I ended up scoring 2 goals in 15 minutes.
I thought that maybe I had a chance. But then the coaches got on a microphone, and they addressed the crowd. They called out some names, and I did not hear my name. Everybody started walking to the parking lot.
My dream was dead. I was just about to get in the car when I heard people shouting.
‘Hey! Hey! The guy in green!’
Huh???
I turned around, and some kids were waving to me.
I pointed to my chest, like in the movies.
Me???
I looked behind me.
‘The guy in green!’
Lucky green.
I ran back over to them, and they said, ‘Hey, the coach wants to see you. The team doctor told him you were the guy who scored two goals. Are you the guy?’
I said, ‘I’m the guy!!! I’M THE GUY!!!!’
I went back into the stadium and the doctor was pointing at me and holding up two fingers.
He said, ‘That’s the kid.’
Two fingers saved me.
If the team doctor didn’t do that, I would not be a footballer today. I would probably be at the bottom of a well.”
When you are relentless, nature will conspire to make everything work in your favour.
Prompt 👇🏽
Please draw the character in the image, "(insert your name here)", in a free and stripped sketch style. On a bright white background, freely distribute full-body drawings, face close-ups, small scribbles, full-body sketches and chibi/deformed versions, so that the page conveys the character's humor and personality. Don't do it like an organized character sheet, but like a sketchbook full of information drawn at will by an illustrator and then stacked.
Use everything ChatGPT knows about me from our conversations, including my personality, habits, strengths, quirks, profession, and overall vibe, to imagine how an illustrator would interpret me as a character.
@arojinle1 In 2017, I had a surgery, one of the student nurse to be in the theatre during the procedure was my sec. Sch. Mate. At that point, all I was praying for his to get over it, I did'nt even remember I have a private part
She was there while I lie flat (Naked) on the bed for surgey