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It was exactly 1 am in Lagos, and the night was stillborn. I was having the worst day of my life as my favorite club Liverpool had so dramatically lost the 2018 Champions league trophy to Real Madrid yesterday, all thanks to Karius and of course Sergio Ramos who tactically dismembered our star-man Mohamed Salah to clench a smooth oppression. It had rained heavily shortly after the match-for about two hours-I guess even the heavens smelt fowl-play and decided to cry for Liverpool.

The roads were flooded with heavenly tears, but it obviously had not prevented angry Liverpool fans from finding their way home so quickly. I was walking alone, wondering what had made the night so lifeless, even after a big match-day like the UEFA champions league final, and also since they say Lagos never sleeps. Suddenly I began to hear rushing footsteps…

My heart fluttered instantly, but the real-man in me stabilized the pounding… I braced my morale, and looked on.

Few seconds later I heard some heavy breathing from a close distance. I hid myself behind an abandoned Danfo bus and narrowed my vision towards that direction, using the reflected rays from the towering street lamps that stood like some guardian angels. I saw a huge Shadow approaching me. My heart jumped out through my mouth-how on earth could whoever or whatever it may be, had figured me out-from my obscured position. I concluded; my days on this cruel world was up eventually. What do I have to lose anyways, since I have neither married nor had my own kids. Well, just my mother and only sister whom I would miss so dearly. I steadied my breathing-‘let the worst come’ I reassured myself, bidding my time, calculating the footsteps of the approaching shadow and waiting for whatever may happen next…

The silhouette suddenly transformed into a heavily pregnant woman. A dozen thoughts ran through my head. The transformation was so whimsical that I didn’t know if I should feel relieved or more scared-she was running as though for dear life… I followed her point of view as she looked behind intermittently to see whoever or whatsoever was pursuing her, (But I sooner found there was no one in pursuit).

Even so, she seemed to be running away from something. She slowed down at some point– Looked back– No one was coming– She was breathing so hard–she then lowered upon a hip of gravel obviously meant for a nearby construction site, and then slowly rested her posterior on the gravels…

Gradually, her heavy breathing stabilized. Suppressing my riveting impulse to flee to safety, I ambled hesitantly toward her, observing her closely and carefully as they would generally advise of anyone in Lagos. My heart hit my chest painfully. As soon as I was close enough, I tried to act like a security guard… but before I could utter a single query, there was a sudden power interruption… (As in total darkness).

Anyone who has lived or been to any part of Nigeria would certainly understand what I mean, and considering my current circumstances, it was share mischief. How could they black-out on me at this very crucial moment? All I expected at the point was for some wild or mystic creature to pounce on me, or rather for this mysterious woman who might be some sort of blood sucking demon to either rip me apart or suck my blood to dryness… (But neither of these hideous things happened to me).

Suddenly I heard a soft voice from within the darkness… It was the woman’s.

«Wondering what a heavily pregnant woman like me is doing on the street by this time of the night I suppose? You wouldn’t pity me if I told you who I am or what I’ve done.» She spoke in Yoruba, and I understood her very well. «I have done what no one has ever contemplated, and my sins have caught up with me… Don’t pity me! I don’t deserve your pity… »

I was shaken by these words, and just in time, power was restored, and I could see her face clearly as she continued, in Yoruba.

«Please, what is the quickest way for a pregnant woman to die?»

Upon hearing this one, I quickly took some steps away from her. See me o. Have they sent her to tempt me or something? She sounded desperate, her voice was shaky, but her will was firm. I couldn’t respond, and so she continued…

«I know you are probably thinking I am a mad woman. No, I’m not. My name is Ose, from Edo. I am married to a man from Imo, but I reside here in Lagos with my husband. I had been married for 15 years with no issue to show for it. The world, for me, was a tinny cottage full of scorpions and vipers… and I was just in the middle of it all, counting time and waiting for the last sting or bite that might knock me out for good. The frustration gradually accrued to the acme as I perceived the cold hands of menopause clawing me gently but yet with a malignant clench. Unfortunately and to my utter dismay, my husband was not so bothered at all by my dilemma.

Things became worse when my husband’s family intensified pressure on him to take a second wife. He complicated the already-bad situation by refusing to their demands, thereby escalating the heat, and everything backfired to me. They instantly laced the whole fabric around my neck alleging that I’d pinned down their son with strong juju, to do my bidding.

My mother-in-law was the most desperate, but I understood her predicament. She was in her late sixties; and according to a popular African belief, seeing your grandchildren before death is a sure ticket to eternal bliss. From all indications, I was going to deny her of what she deserves- for this reason I became her worst enemy. She later upped her game by coming to live with us in the house; and this was the beginning of everything sorrowful. She gave me the kind of blissful married life that I wouldn’t even wish for my worst enemy. Whenever my husband travels out of town, she would throw my things out of my matrimonial bedroom until my husband returns. I kept my cool and made no fuse of anything she did. She continued this way until she had an urgent reason to return home. She really made my life a living hell, to the extent that I contemplated suicide countless times.

Titi (my best friend), suggested that we opt for adoption, but my husband utterly forbade the idea and even threatened to break the marriage if I as much as mentioned the word adoption again. He gave his reasons being that Adopted Children often come from contaminated blood lines; since they are often abandoned children. No normal person would ever leave his/her child for another man to raise, except for prostitutes who must have been impregnated by criminals and never-do-wells.

At this point, Titi again gave me an awkward advice. She told me to consider finding a lover, just for me to conceive… perhaps the problem might have been from my husband all these years. She even told me that it was how she gave birth to her four children– it had been her little secret all these years.

I had never cheated on my husband before; have never contemplated it, ever before, and my husband was indeed a champion in bed… yeah-yeah, of course he sure knows how to hammer and pleasure a woman, well-well… (Lol)… But my dilemma was deeper and darker than a mirage, because I had a very strong feeling that I was just two years away from MENOPAUSE.

For several weeks I slept and thought over it. I was in turmoil; never knew any other man except for my husband. I didn’t know how to find a man who would just sleep with me, get me pregnant, and then walk away without causing troubles.

On the other hand, I thought about God, the bible and the gospel teachings. But my mind was made up already. I have been faithful to both God and my husband for the past 15 years and yet no reward for it. I was fed up already with the whole gospel and morality sermons.

Titi advised me to choose a man I could control so there won’t be complications later. I chose my Housekeeper; a very handsome young man with an amazing personality even in his low status. Bayo was around 23yrs, but he was so matured, reasonable and irresistible. I’d always admired him a lot but kept to my distance.

When I threw my advances at him he at first declined, stating a whole bunch of reasons why it was so wrong for him to see me ‘pantless’. He left me with no option than to coerce him into it. I increased my incentives but threatened to send him back to the village should he decide to turn me down again or raise a fuse about it-oh, the poor boy… I couldn’t stand the look of his innocent face when he undressed me (because I had him do it by himself). When he eventually entered me, it felt like heaven. I swallowed every inch of his creativity, and yet craved for more.

Bayo’s skills took me through cloud-nine, down memory-lane. When I was younger, I was addicted to porn and often fantasized about being handled by Pros — he made my dreams come true. He was so good that he soon wiped the memories of my husband’s magic touch from my lustful mind. I lost control of myself; I brought him into my matrimonial bed during the day (while my husband has gone to work), and would sneak out of bed into his arms most of the nights. We constantly had unprotected sex for two straight months and I almost forgot the main reason why it had all began in the first place… I actually started enjoying my unholy relationship with him.

As the second month passed, I began to notice changes in my body. I later found out from diagnosis that I was already two months pregnant (I couldn’t believe it). Titi was the first to hear my testimony, even before my husband. She was so excited, but curious to know and meet the miracle worker. After much persuasion I let the cat out of the bag; at once she became very mad at me. She advised me again to dispose of him (as in find some way of killing him), her reasons were that the boy was a very risky loose-end for me to keep since he was an insider and might somehow find out that I had his child later in the future.

I dauntlessly tried on several occasions to poison Bayo but something held me back. I soon found out I was in love with him. Once more I sort Titi’s opinion. She offered to assist me with a «permanent» solution. I didn’t know what she meant, but I accepted with ‘thanks’. The next morning, two Assassins came to the house in form of armed robbers and made away with my Husband’s jeep. They also shot Bayo thrice, in the process… Bayo died moments later, as three of the bullets sank through his chest.

I was not happy. I definitely did not ask her to kill the innocent boy. I should have understood her undertone when she used the word «permanent». I’d assumed she was going to kind of kidnap him and possibly coerce him to exile or something else of that nature… in fact she actually said she was going to whisk him away to exile for good. I had no idea the kind of exiling she meant. This made me brake my relationship with Titilayo from that very day, but I neither told my husband what happened between myself, Titi and Bayo nor what even led to his death.

I noticed that my husband was so aggrieved about Bayo’s death but I didn’t bother asking why. One early morning, I was in the 7th month of my pregnancy, my husband woke me up. He looked very disturbed and depressed. I asked him what the matter is, but he knelt down before me and said that he had a big confession to make.

«Honey I am so sorry, I have not been telling you the truth all these years»

I was confused… what truth is he talking about? I became curious… (Could it be that I am not the only one with a red skeleton in her cupboard?). At that point, he began his confession.

«Baby, many years ago I lived a very rough life in the university. I had contracted an STD and was too ashamed to go to the hospital. I opted for a local concoction instead, but later when I left the university, I had some medical complications… The untreated virus had already damaged my testicles and rendered me impotent forever. »

«What! Honey?» I couldn’t contain my shock! But knowing what I had already committed, I didn’t know how best to act like I had been deceived… My husband calmed me down… he had another confession.

«Baby, please forgive me… » he’d continued, «I didn’t know how to tell you all these years. But earlier before the infection, I had a girlfriend in school who had gotten pregnant for me. I had given her money to abort the fetus but she’d bluntly refused. I broke the relationship afterwards, but nine months later she brought a baby boy to my mother during the long vacation. I couldn’t reject the baby this time, and so my parents accepted to take the responsibility while I completed my schooling. It was the same girl that gave me the STD, but she died few years later as a result of other medical complications.»

At this point I felt my husband was drifting away from his confession, as I was not interested in what happened to the woman who got pregnant for him. I was only concerned about the wellbeing of the boy, so I asked him;

«Honey, don’t worry… I forgive you. But how is this boy now and where has he been all these years?»

My Husband paused for a very long while… moments later he drew a very long breathe, and then continued his narration.

«Honey, he has been living with us. He was Bayo our house boy… I didn’t want you to know his true identity. I was afraid you might maltreat him or even kill him like most women do to children who’re born into their matrimonial homes from another woman. I wanted to protect him since I wasn’t going to be able to get a woman pregnant in my lifetime again… » and then he began to cry like a baby.

I froze to the spot. I didn’t know what to say or do anymore. Then to crown it all, my husband said;

«Dear, Please. I am not angry with you. I knew all these while that the baby in your womb is not my own. But I was too ashamed to confront you. Now that everything has come to the open, Please tell me, who is the father of our unborn child?»

For hours, I couldn’t say a single word to my husband. I didn’t know how to start my own confession either. How do I possible admit that I really cheated on him repeatedly, under his very nose… and how do I even admit that I did it with his own son? Worst still, how do I possibly tell him that it was my fault that his son is dead?

At this point she paused for a long beat… I waited patiently for her to continue the confession. I was so keen to hear the end of her story (at least her husbands’ reaction to her confession)… But she remained Cold, Silent, and Remorseful.

I knew she still had a lot more to say. I waited patiently for her to regain voice. Moments later she suddenly grabbed my arm and groaned;

«Promise me! Promise me you’d tell the world my story! Promise me!»

I managed to contain my shock and then replied reassuringly;

«I promise. Tell me everything, I will write a book in your name.»

She took a deep breath and then nodded twice. We stared into each other’s face. I wanted to ask her a lot of questions but couldn’t risk working her up. She took her time to narrate the remaining part of her story bit by bit, and I listened very aptly not missing a single fragment.

Her story was quite an intriguing tale. I thought of leaving her for few moments and rushing home to fetch my pen and paper. I just couldn’t afford to miss any detail. On a second thought, I considered convincing her to follow me home so we can be more comfortable. It took me a long while to calm her down and of course win her trust, but after much persuasion she obliged and followed me to my family home. My mother being very emotional, didn’t even bother inquiring about her identity-seeing her with me alone was enough to certify such curiosity-again, considering that she was heavily pregnant (as it is customary in Africa to attend to pregnant women with care and compassion devoid of class or personality (including pregnant mad-women)). After settling through the night, Ose confided in me with her history. I have taken my time to arrange all the details from the very threshold, down to the conclusion.

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La Liga or La Liga BBVA is the top-level professional club football competition in Spain. It is considered one of the most popular as well as competitive domestic leagues throughout the world, with English Premier League, Bundesliga, Serie A and Ligue 1 being other most viewed national leagues. Just like every football league in the world, La Liga is also guided by specific rules as prepared by the Spanish football authority in alignment with the FIFA guidelines. Let us now take a closer look at the La Liga rules for the non-EU players.

Rules for Non-European Players in La Liga

According to the rules in La Liga, a club playing in the top division Spanish football league is not allowed to recruit more than three non-EU players. The same figure is 2 for the second division football clubs (LigaAdelate). The clubs in the Segunda Division B are not allowed to recruit any non-EU player. The clubs relegated to the second or third division are, however, permitted to retain the non-EU players until their contracts expire.

According to a decision adopted by the Spanish Federation, the teams playing in La Liga and the second division football in the country should make an optimum use of the rules and construct their squads with the foreign payers as many as permissible by the authority.

Citizenship for Foreign Players

As per La Liga rules, the players can claim citizenship of Spain from their native lands. A non-European player can apply for Spanish citizenship. However, he must play for five years in Spain in order to be eligible for Spain citizenship. Furthermore, the players arriving from Caribbean, African and the Pacific counties (commonly referred to as ACP countries) are not included in the non-EU category due to the Kolpak Ruling.

Arsenal

From La Liga, we will head our way towards English Premier League side Arsenal. Fondly called as the Gunners, they are one of the most successful Premier League sides in England. Currently managed by Arsene Wenger, Arsenal have their own home ground at the Emirates Stadium. They have produced some of the big names in the world football and attracted several top-tier players to London.

Achievements by Arsenal

Arsenal has a good number of silverware in their collection. The club has won Premier League titles 13 times. They won their last Premier League title in 2004 and currently lead the league table to make it 14 in their profile. They have won FA Cup 12 times in their history and lifted FA Community Shield.

Arsenal honors are not limited to only achievements within domestic field but also extended to international level. They have won UEFA Champions League as well as former UEFA Europa League (Former UEFA Cup). They are also the winner of FIFA Club World Cup and UEFA Super Cup. In 1994, Arsenal wrapped up UEFA Cup Winners Cup.

Arsenal has several stars on their board. They brought German International Mesut Ozil from Real Madrid on a club record deal in summer of 2013.

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Son of Maria Dolores dos Santos Aveiro and José Dinis Aveiro, Cristiano Ronaldo was born on February 5, 1985 in Funchal, Madeira, Portugal to the name Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro. His second name Ronaldo was given to him by his father, who was a great admirer of U.S. president Ronald Regan. The youngest of four children, Cristiano Ronaldo has three siblings; an older brother Hugo and two sisters; Elma and Liliana Cátia who works as a singer in Portugal by the stage name Ronalda.

The Portuguese footballer who plays for Barclays Premier League 2006-2007, 2007-2008 Champions and winner of the 2007-2008 Champions League; Manchester United. Wearing the number 7 shirt, he plays as a winger, a central attacker and as a second forward. His passion for football was seen as early as age three and by age six when he started primary school this passion became even more obvious. His football career started at age eight when he first played for an amateur team Andorinha, for which his father was the kit man. In 1995 at just ten years old, his reputation grew in Portugal, this saw the two top teams in Madeira, in CS Marítimo and CD Nacional showing a keen interest in signing the youngster. He signed for CD Nacional and after a title winning season; he went on a three day trial at Sporting who immediately signed him for an undisclosed sum of money.

While at Sporting the Portuguese winger trained at the club’s football factory, the Alcochete; where his skills were nurtured. Though his progression at the club was obstructed by his growth, Cristiano Ronaldo became the only player in the club’s history to represent the Under-16, Under-17, Under-18, B team and first-team all in the same season. He scored two goals on his debut for Sporting against Moreirense and featured in Portugal’s Under 17 team for the UEFA Under 17 Championships. His appearance for Portugal at these championships sparked the interest of Liverpool’s then manager Gérard Houllier at the age of 16 but Houllier refused to sign him because he was deemed too young.

However, in 2003 the winger caught the eye of Manchester United’s Alex Ferguson when Sporting beat Manchester United 3-1 in a match that marked the inauguration of the Alvalade XXI stadium in Lisbon. With the departure of David Beckham, Manchester needed a right winger and he was signed for a fee of £12.24 million, becoming the Manchester United’s first Portuguese player ever. The Portuguese winger made his first appearance for the Red Devils at Old Trafford in a 4-0 win. He scored his first goal for Manchester United in the 2004 FA Cup Final against Millwall FC, the winger also scored Manchester United’s 1000th goal in a 4-1 defeat to Middlesbrough in October 2005. At the end of the season, he had a tally of 10 goals and was voted by fans to be FIFPro Special Young Player of the Year 2005, an award he also won in 2006.

In the summer of 2006, the Portugal winger was at the center of a controversy with fellow Manchester United and England striker Wayne Rooney; when both teams met in the world cup quarter finals. The incident saw Rooney being shown a red card and the resulting elimination of England from the world cup on penalties; the last of which was taken by the winger. Despite the incident both players remained friends and in November 2006, he won the Barclays Player of the Month award again an award he also won in December 2006. He scored his 50th goal for Manchester United which proved to be the decisive goal that gave Manchester United their first Premiership title in four years against rivals Manchester City.

In April 2007, the Portuguese national signed a new five year deal worth £120,000 a week, making him the highest paid player in Manchester United’s history. Among his accolades, the Portuguese footballer won the PFA Players’ Player of the Year, the PFA Young Player of the Year awards, the PFA Fans’ Player of the Year, the Football Writers’ Association Award and 2007 Portuguese Footballer of the Year at the end of his 2006-2007 season at Old Trafford.

Cristiano Ronaldo’s 2007-2008 season for the Barclays Premier League Champions saw him exceeding George Best’s forty year old record for the most goals scored by a midfielder in a season, at 32 goals by scoring 42 goals in all competitions helping Manchester United to back to back Premiership titles and the coveted UEFA Champions League title. Ronaldo who also placed third in the FIFA World Player of the Year awards in 2007 will be looking to place first in the same awards this year as he has proven to be the best player on the planet, with this season’s stellar performances. Cristiano Ronaldo however had a very disappointing Euro 2008 campaign with Portugal, which saw him scoring only one goal for his country that was eliminated by Germany in the quarter finals. He has also been linked to a lucrative transfer deal worth approximately EUR100 million euros to La Liga giants Real Madrid.

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The English Premier League (EPL) is a top flight league for association football teams, in England. The League is run as a corporation of which the 20 member clubs are shareholders.

Every season, matches start in August and go on till May the next year. Each team plays every other team, once at its home venue and once away, thereby playing 38 matches in all, which translates into 380 matches played mainly on weekends, with occasional week day matches.

The League is sponsored by Barclays Bank, and is officially known as the Barclays Premier League.

The 80’s marked a low point in English football, when the football infrastructure began to crumble, English players’ standards fell, as compared to those of European players, and football hooliganism became rife.

The lowest point was reached when English football teams were banned for 5 years from 1985. Things took a turn for the better when England performed well at the 1990 World Cup, reaching the Semifinals. Also, after the Hayworth tragedy, a decision was made to improve the infrastructure of stadia across Britain.

The EPL was formed in 1992 by teams that decided to break away from the Football League, founded in 1888. Their chief incentive was a television rights deal. They would also be free to negotiate their own sponsorship agreements.

However, the television rights are sold collectively. From 1996-97 onwards, the tournament has been dominated by the big four, namely, Manchester United, Chelsea, Arsenal and Liverpool. Manchester united have never featured outside the top three, in any Premiership season.

This is the story of one of the world’s richest Football Leagues, with the combined revenues exceeding 3 billion dollars, per annum. It is also the highest rated league in Europe by UEFA, ahead of Spain’s La Liga and Italy’s Serie A.

Since 1888, 23 teams have won the football league. The EPL which has completed 18 seasons has had 4 winners. Manchester United has won it 11 times, Arsenal and Chelsea, 3 times each, and Blackburn Rovers, once.

Once the EPL came into existence, the relationship between the Premier League and the Football league was exactly simlar to that between first and second division footbal in the previous era.

Initially there were 22 teams. This was reduced to 20 in 1995 when four teams got relegated and only 2 teams were promoted from the Football League (now called the Championship League).

Thereafter FIFA wanted all European leagues to have no more than 18 teams, a move that has been resisted by the EPL.

Of the 20 teams that take part in a EPL season, the bottom three are relegated and replaced the next year by the top three teams in the Champions League, (the finalists and the winners of the third place play off).

The top four teams of the EPL qualify for the UEFA Champions League, with the top three directly entering the group stage.

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A towering personality Edwin van der Sar is probably the best goalkeeper to have played for Netherlands. Born on the October 29, 1970, he began his football career by playing for his local city team FC Foreholte in Voorhout.

His athleticism and sharp reflexes under the bar brought him to the notice of major clubs. He first moved to VV Noordwijk, and from there to Ajax. He was apart of the Ajax team that won the UEFA Champions League in 1995.

Van der Sar hit big time when he moved to Juventus. In 2001, he joined Fulham, and started playing in the English Premier League. His biggest change came in 2005, when he moved to Manchester United for a rumored 2 million pounds. The green uniform of Manchester United also won him a nickname: Jolly Green Giant.

Van der Sar wore the national jersey for the first time in 1995 when he played for Netherlands against Belarus. Since then he has played more than a 100 matches for his country, and is likely to emerge as the most capped Dutch player.

His crowning moment was when he won the penalty shootout against Sweden in the Euro 2004 quarter final. This was the first time that the Dutch had won a penalty shoot-out. Van der Sar is admired for his grit and determination, and his ability to analyze the moves of the opposition forwards.

Some of the trophies that have come his way are Champions League, European Super Cup, and Intercontinental Cup.

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