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#evridayTori 3 I have been in a team of players or sometimes working as an umpire in tough, soft, hard, light and sometimes deadly matches; but I loved it most when recently I had the opportunity to sit back, relax and watch from the seat of a VIP spectator. Players in the team have been well united for over a decade now. It is a large squad; so I may not be able to mention the number of players in the team. I wasn't prepared to play a super sub; so I won't have to get either my shirt or kits, or sit among the reserve players this time. It is a time to relax for me though, but you will soon get to know that I wrote this piece because of some rich lessons inferred from the unpredictable incidents that happened within that short period. Let me first of all briefly talk about the qualities of the team. From my observation, I realized each player  possess the ability to adapt at different positions without taking instructions from a particular coach - meaning, it is a team wit

#everidayTori Mr. Babs kicked our ass out of the house; making it mandatory for us to attend the first Sunday service of the new year-2019. It looks like an orthodox practice to me; remembering those days when my Dad will drive us (his children) out of the house; even if soap is still married to your face(that one no konsain him). Sunday school class conducted before the main church service is a must for siblings and nibblings under his watch back then. So, I decided to attend his(Mr. Babs) church as my Cesar Paciotti shoe👞 will accommodate my tuxedo suit. My love for short sleeve shirts👔 still remains undying like that of aboki for Goro. Because I am still to attend another friends' church later in the day, I had to ask him; "What time will the service end?" Before 10:00am he retorted assuredly. With the speed of light, I  pressed my rumpled attire with iron but then, save for the preference of warm water to bathe, I wouldn't have spent up to 20 minutes between t

everidayTori Kettle calling pot black. Since I won't be going out with my car, I decided  to board a taxi instead of taking a bike that will add more mucus to my catarrh; but it wasn't easy trekking about 5 minutes to the main express...5 minutes is not too much though; but the exposure of my second layer head-skin to this hot sun is like daring the temperature of hell fire. The guy that got my hair cut less that 12 hours ago didn't apply 'eye of mercy' at all; he must be a brother to an "ex" (tongue out😜). Trying to avoid being given an embarrassing look by korope drivers as the denomination I had on me was #1,000 note, I had to force myself to buy #100 airtime from a wholesale shop very close to the express. Then, I saw this woman that used to add 10naira to cardi onihundred naira (she sells #110 for us in the street)  spiral-walked to the desk of the attendant...chai!🙉 Her secret don land my hand today; she will hear her surname when next she ask