“Goooooooaaaaaaaaaalll”
That was the height of it! She wasn't ready to take anymore of this humiliation. Angel stood up and briskly walked out of the soccer viewing centre. The events of the past ten minutes was shocking and unbearable for a die hard soccer fan like herself. Arsenal had just blown a two goal lead. And to make matters worse, it wasn't just against any team, it was against Chelsea, our arch rival and most hated enemy, football wise, I don't know what Wenger is waiting for before quitting, mtcheeeew! She was biting her lips as she fought back the tears. She had barely stepped her foot outside the viewing centre, when she heard the voice of her neighbour, the annoying Daniel.
“Juslukatew!!! Arsenal Fan, dem don dey go, one by one, dem don dey go, one by one!! support better club, you no go gree!!!”... Everyone burst out laughing and jeering but she held her peace. Head bowed down, she walked quietly towards the huge black gate that held entrance to her compound. There was no reason to look back as she was deep in thought and totally ashamed.
"Isn't Wenger just mad?"He simply has refused to spend money on the club, how on Earth does he expect to win matches, talk less of winning titles?", She cussed underneath her breath as she fumbled through her handbag looking for the keys to her room. As difficult as it may have been, she is beginning to realise that Arsenal couldn't compete with other elite teams like Real Madrid, Barcelona and Bayern Muchen. There was an obvious gulf in class between the Arsenal team and these other elite teams. As she stepped into her room, she heard another shout 'Goaaaaaal!', She hissed to herself and fell on her bed hoping to sleep away the anger.
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Tossing on the bed, she was too frustrated to fall asleep as she stared at the ceiling imagining how many more goals before the match finally comes to an end. She was still cussing Wenger when the smell of marijuana hit her nose bringing her back to reality in an instant. This was a sure sign that her not so nice neighbours had returned home from the viewing centre. She grudgingly got up, arranged her hair, a touch of cologne here and there.
"Now it is time to show Daniel that no one messes with Angel and goes scot-free", she smiled into the mirror. "It is show time"
Angel went outside to the corner where the boys usually sat to smoke and she found four guys there but Daniel wasn't there. This got her angrier as she walked away.
“Na wa oh! ? Angel, na because Arsenal lose you dey waka dey do face like monkey wey lick lime? come smoke eegbo small, you go dey alright” Wale, the chain smoker of the lot called out to her...
Angel turned to look at him. If only he knew what plans she had going on in her mind at that moment, oh well! That plan is strictly reserved for Daniel, her sworn enemy or maybe not.
“I dey come, where Daniel dey?”
“He suppose dey inside he room, check oh and knock before you enter, that guy fit don carry another bushmeat" another guy responded as the rest burst into an unpleasant laughter.
Angel thanked him and continued her journey towards Daniel's room, which was the last room in the entire building. "That's where the clueless young man belongs", she said to herself and few steps later, she was at his door. She knocked hard a couple of times but no response. She flung the door open as she was running out of patience. She had let go of courtesy as she stepped into his small cozy room. She looked around and saw clothes lying around all over, a TV set and a PS4 console, she shook her head and murmured to herself 'bachelors never change'.
She listened closely and could hear running water from the bathroom, The prey is even inside and didn't hear someone enter his room, she frowned her face, clenched her fists and folded her arms as she waited for him to get out of the bathroom. She was ready to deal with him today.
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In a few minutes, Daniel was out of the bathroom whistling but it turned out she was in for a rude shock as he came out stark naked with his white towel on his shoulder. Surprisingly, that didn't shock her. His manhood was dangling freely between his legs, though limp, it was huge!
"It is true what they say about slim guys being endowed in between their legs", she thought to herself.
Daniel raised a brow as he looked at Angel looking down at his eggplant and decided to use that opportunity to showcase for a better view.
Lolz.. U write pretty well dear, but I totally disagree with you on the slim guys stuff
Are you a slim guy?
Hahaha
Hahahaha....lol
Arsenal fans have had to deal with this bullish song since time immemorial
What a nice twist. And that about slim guys might just be a fallacy.
What a nice twist. And
That about slim guys might just
Be a fallacy.
- lemmybe
I'm a bot. I detect haiku.
Really? I have heard that a lot and now I believe it.
Heard...... being the keyword here.
Hearing is not believing, seeing they say is.
even haikubot saw my poetic lines there. The bot now believes I'm a poet
Why must it be Arsenal na... Arsenal fans have become accustomed to disappointments season in season out. I hope it all changed with the new coach sha.
Nice story but why did it have to end here na. I hope there is a second episode
Anticipate dear, anticipate @korexe😉😉
That escalated real quick 😂😂😂😂. Football "anger" to looking at eggplants okay...
Well, Wenger is no more their coach. Let's see who they will blame their "cuplessness" to in the coming seasons
Hehehe, I'm an arsenal fan o. Well I'm sure next season will be great. It's looking promising already with the departure of Wenger.
Personally I feel like arsenal was the best coach for your team. Not sure the new one can do any good but let's watch and see.
LMAO.... She sure didn't prepare for what she saw.
Probably she would translate that football energy and anger into some other form of energy ☺
Hehehehe @gee1 she will surely translate the anger into some other form of energy. I'm so excited to see you here mama😉😘
Good one. You know how to capture your audience and keep them glued. More of that.
You got me on this, nice one
Sweet! You are just too much. Icon of literature
Arsenal sha, i always go to watch them with losing on my mind so i dont get hearthbroken.. Lol
Enjoying this, lol.
I have been told that there are "show-ers" and "growers" - I didn't know all this until I met my current husband. My ex was definitely a show-er ( like your Daniel here) but my current husband is a grower. Apparently, there's ancestral/genetic stuff going on - the Scandinavians are more likely to be growers, whereas the Mediterraneans (and, I believe, Africans) are more likely to be show-ers. I admit I haven't studied this subject too much though.
Oh wow. I need to really learn more about showers and growers from you @viking-ventures
Further research and experimentation required... clearly.