Chapter 27

I hadn't expected a call after David's message and now I found myself walking into the Giginya Memorial Stadium in Sokoto. It was almost empty if not for the pair tossing a handball amongst themselves at the centre. A barbed wire fence separated the row of seats from the actual ground where the action usually took place.

Bankole and Osaze came to mind and I just hoped they had managed to calm the fire in their heads as well as also escaped the angry looking police men that marched to remove the men causing a scene in broad daylight.

The Memorial stadium wasn't at all awe inspiring but it wasn't a sorry sight either, though, we all held high hopes as it was heard that the government had planned to renovate the popular sporting arena which may be the beginning of our reign at the biennial Olympic games.

I wasn't disposed to a change of clothes seeing as I had come directly from the Festival when I heard a distant friend had surprisingly come to visit with delightful news.