TERWASEM

If only they knew how close some of us have come to losing ourselves completely How healing isn’t soft or pretty, but painful, lonely and unforgiving How some nights feel endless where your own thoughts turn against you where silence is louder than noise and all you can do is sit there, holding on to whatever piece of yourself is left They don’t see the cracks we’re trying so hard to hide The weight we carry behind forced smiles The quiet battles that drain us long before the world even notices we’re gone If they truly understood what it takes just to stay To keep choosing life To keep choosing sanity To keep choosing ourselves Then maybe they wouldn’t question our distance Maybe they would understand that boundaries aren’t walls built out of pride… but the last fragile line we draw to stop ourselves from completely falling apart My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

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Hello @SevillaFC_ENG My name is TERWASEM, a striker from Nigeria and for the last few years of my life I have dedicated myself completely to football with the hope that one day One opportunity, one decision from the right people could change my life forever I know clubs receive countless messages from players around the world every day, all asking for opportunities, all claiming they are talented, hardworking and deserving of a chance So I understand why messages like this can easily be ignored But I still decided to write this because football means too much to me for me to stay silent and never try The truth is, football is not just a hobby or temporary dream to me It is the one thing that has remained alive inside me no matter how difficult life becomes It is the thing I wake up thinking about and the thing I go to sleep imagining Every training session, every sacrifice every lonely moment, every setback every disappointment I have carried all of it because of my belief that I can still make it professionally if given the right opportunity There were moments I questioned myself Moments I wondered if all the hard work would ever lead anywhere Moments where reality felt heavier than hope But even during those periods I continued training because I know dreams only truly die when the person chasing them stops fighting For the past few years,I have trained consistently and seriously, not for attention, not for social media, not for people to praise me, but because I genuinely believe I belong in this sport While others were sleeping, relaxing or moving on to different paths I stayed focused on improving myself physically, mentally and technically I have spent years sharpening my movement, finishing, speed, positioning, pressing and overall understanding of the game because I know football at the highest level demands more than passion alone I am not writing this message asking for sympathy I am not asking for charity, fame or guarantees I am simply asking for one opportunity to be seen properly Give me few days on trial That is all I ask Few days to train Few days to compete Few days to show my mentality, discipline, hunger, movement, work rate, finishing ability and willingness to fight for the badge If after those few days I am not good enough I will leave respectfully without excuses, complaints or bitterness But if I am given that opportunity I promise you will see a player who is hungry for more than just football You will see someone playing for his future, his family, his sacrifices and every difficult moment he survived while holding onto this dream As a striker, I pride myself on intensity directness, aggression, movement and determination I fight for every ball, I press defenders relentlessly and I play with the kind of hunger that cannot be taught I understand that modern football is not only about scoring goals It is about sacrifice for the team mentality under pressure, discipline and the willingness to keep running when others stop Coming from opportunities like this are extremely rare Many talented players never get seen not because they lack ability, but because they lack access, exposure or the right connections Sometimes the difference between failure and success is simply one club willing to believe enough to say Come and prove yourself I may not have fame or a known name yet but I have something equally powerful belief in my ability, discipline in my work and a mindset that refuses to give up I know is a club with history, passion and identity A club that understands fighters resilience and players willing to give everything for the shirt That is exactly the kind of mentality I carry within me Football has always been a sport where unexpected stories become unforgettable ones Every great player was once unknown until somebody finally gave them a chance Maybe this message reaches you for a reason All I ask for is the opportunity to prove that I belong Thank you sincerely for your time

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Let’s stop pretending this outrage is purely about football bringing people together Because if we’re being honest, most of this emotional reaction is happening because Arsenal finally reached a Champions League final after years For decades football fans have quietly accepted rising ticket prices, overpriced jerseys, expensive subscriptions, multiple streaming platforms, ridiculous kickoff times designed for television markets, billion euro sponsorships and clubs turning themselves into global corporations Nobody was screaming the game is dying loudly enough then But now suddenly people are acting shocked that broadcasters want exclusive access to the biggest club match in Europe after paying fortunes for TV rights The hypocrisy is funny Fans celebrate when the Premier League announces massive TV deals worth billions because it means their clubs can spend more money Fans brag about transfer fees like trophies Fans worship the commercial growth of football when it benefits their teams But the moment the business side personally inconveniences them suddenly everybody remembers football should be for the people You cannot demand modern football money while rejecting modern football consequences The harsh truth is this Football stopped being a pure community sport a very long time ago The moment clubs became global brands, players became commercial assets and broadcasters became the real financial engine behind the game The average fan stopped being the priority Emotion still sells the sport, yes but profit controls it And another uncomfortable truth people don’t want to admit is If Arsenal were not in this final, many of the loudest voices complaining right now would probably not care this much Because football outrage online is often selective and emotional Not principled People are saying hardworking fans shouldn’t have to pay to watch the final But hardworking fans already pay for almost EVERYTHING in football Match tickets Jerseys Streaming services Stadium food Memberships Travel costs Pay per view matches Football has been monetizing loyalty for years This is not some shocking new betrayal This is simply the next stage of a system fans themselves helped normalize because everybody enjoyed the entertainment while the money kept growing And honestly, broadcasters like TNT Sports are not charities They paid enormous amounts for rights because exclusivity is what gives the product value If every major event becomes free whenever emotions rise online, then the entire broadcasting model collapses Sad reality is Modern football does not truly belong to fans anymore Fans are emotionally attached customers inside a billion dollar entertainment industry pretending to still be a working class community game That truth sounds harsh but deep down everybody already knows it My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

Football should bring people together, not shut them out. For the first time since the competition began, fans won’t be able to watch the Champions League final for free. That’s not right. This is bigger than wanting to watch Arsenal in this historic final. It’s bigger than one club. Hardworking people shouldn’t have to fork out for a subscription to watch this match. I urge TNT Sports to reconsider and make the final next Saturday free to watch.

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You only live once but if you do it right once is enough And maybe that is the greatest truth life quietly teaches us as we grow older Because one day, the noise fades The pressure fades The opinions of strangers fade And all that truly remains are the memories we created The love we gave The risks we took The people we held close and the moments where we chose to truly live instead of merely exist Life is frighteningly short One minute you are young, dreaming with reckless hope in your chest believing time is endless The next minute, years have disappeared quietly behind you like pages blown away by the wind Friends become memories Places become stories Some people stay forever, while others become painful lessons disguised as temporary happiness And that is why I believe life should never be lived halfway Tell people you love them while they can still hear it Take the trip Send the message Forgive yourself for the versions of you that survived difficult seasons Stop waiting for permission to become the person your heart has always wanted to be Because the saddest thing in this world is not failure It is reaching the end of your life realizing you spent most of it afraid Afraid to love deeply Afraid to start over Afraid to leave places that were destroying your peace Afraid to chase dreams because people called them unrealistic But what is the point of being alive if fear is the one controlling your story? I want a life filled with meaning A life where my laughter was genuine Where my love was sincere Where my presence made people feel less alone Where my scars became proof that I survived battles that once tried to break me I want memories that feel warm years later Late night conversations Unexpected adventures The kind of love that softens even the hardest parts of you Moments so beautiful that even after they end, they continue living inside your soul forever Because at the end of everything money fades Fame fades Perfection fades But the impact you leave on people never truly disappears The world remembers how you made people feel Who you became when life became difficult Whether you chose bitterness or growth Whether you allowed pain to harden your heart or deepen your humanity You only live once So live in a way that when your story is finally told, it sounds like something worth remembering Love hard Dream fearlessly Heal honestly Pray deeply Speak kindly Take pictures Watch sunsets Dance when nobody is watching Cherish your people And never allow this temporary life to pass without truly experiencing it Because if you do life right once is enough My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

Cristiano Ronaldo honestly should’ve posted his entire team after winning the league You cannot put the caption Champions and then make the whole post feel like a personal achievement by uploading pictures of only yourself holding the trophy especially when you’re the captain A captain is supposed to represent the collective spirit of the squad, not just himself What makes people notice this even more is the pattern Whenever there’s a poor performance or a disappointing result, suddenly it becomes about The team teammates get mentioned and everyone shares the responsibility together But the moment victory arrives and trophies are lifted, the attention somehow shifts heavily toward @Cristiano himself That contrast is exactly why many people question his leadership style Football has never been a one man sport No matter how great an individual player is No single player wins leagues alone. Behind every trophy are defenders making last ditch tackles Midfielders controlling games substitutes stepping up in difficult moments Coaching staff working endlessly behind the scenes and fans supporting the club through every high and low True leaders understand that and use moments of success to make everybody feel included That’s one thing Lionel Messi has consistently shown throughout his career Messi rarely lets a team achievement become centered around himself alone He understands the importance of collective celebration After winning titles, whether with Argentina, @FCBarcelona or @Intermiamicfii, his posts usually highlight teammates, group moments, fans and the emotional unity of the squad Even when he’s clearly the biggest star he still finds ways to make the victory feel shared Look at Messi’s post after winning the @MLS title. He celebrated the whole team, appreciated the supporters, acknowledged the journey and repeatedly posted moments with teammates instead of turning the spotlight entirely on himself That’s the kind of leadership people naturally respect Leadership that makes others feel valued And honestly, that matters Because football history will always remember trophies as team accomplishments before individual moments Fans remember iconic squads, chemistry, sacrifices and togetherness The greatest leaders are not just the players who perform on the pitch They are the ones who understand how to elevate everyone around them emotionally too Nobody is denying Ronaldo’s greatness His mentality, work ethic, goals and achievements are legendary But leadership is also about humility in moments of success It’s about understanding that when a team wins everyone deserves to stand in the light together That’s why many people see Messi’s approach as more genuine and selfless. He doesn’t just celebrate winning He celebrates the people he won with And sometimes That difference in attitude says more than statistics ever could My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

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Maybe this is where our story quietly ends Not with anger Not with hatred Not even with closure the way people usually imagine it Just distance Silence Two people slowly becoming memories in each other’s lives And somehow, that hurts differently Because when someone once meant so much to you, you never really imagine a future where they become a stranger again You don’t prepare yourself for the day conversations stop, feelings fade into quiet thoughts and the person who once occupied your heart becomes someone you only meet in memories But life has a strange way of teaching acceptance So even if we never speak again I want you to know there will always be a part of me that sincerely wishes you well I hope life becomes gentle with you. I hope the things that weigh heavily on your heart eventually become lighter I hope you find peace in places that once made you anxious And I hope someday, when life finally gives you the love and happiness you deserve, you embrace it fully without fear I won’t lie and say losing this connection didn’t affect me It did Some nights I replayed conversations in my head, wondering where things changed Wondering if there was something I could have done differently Wondering if we were simply two people who cared about each other at the wrong time But eventually, I realized not every meaningful connection is meant to stay forever Some people arrive to teach us something Some arrive to change the way we see love And some leave behind memories so deep that even after they’re gone, a part of them quietly remains with us You were that kind of person for me And although it still hurts sometimes, I’m learning not to fight reality anymore. I’m learning that healing does not always mean forgetting someone Sometimes healing is simply reaching a point where you can remember them without falling apart So thank you Thank you for the moments we shared Thank you for the emotions The laughter, the attachment, even the pain Thank you for being a chapter of my life I’ll never completely erase And if this truly is goodbye, then I hope life meets you with kindness wherever it takes you Because no matter how distant we become, a part of me will always quietly root for your happiness from afar My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

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It started with silence and that silence lasted longer than I expected Omobolanle and I used to talk, but one day everything just changed Calls stopped going through, messages were left on read or unanswered and slowly, she just disappeared from communication There was no explanation, no clear ending just distance At first, I tried not to think too much about it I told myself she was probably busy or needed space But as days turned into weeks and weeks into months It became harder to ignore The silence wasn’t just silence anymore It started to feel like uncertainty I couldn’t explain I found myself questioning everything. Not just her, but myself too What went wrong? Did I say something? Did I do something? Or was I simply not someone she wanted to keep in her life anymore? Those were the thoughts I carried quietly The hardest part wasn’t even the absence It was the lack of closure Not knowing why someone you once spoke to regularly can just stop communicating like you never existed When she finally responded after a long time, it felt strange Not because she came back, but because I had already lived through so many unanswered questions I didn’t attack her. I just told her the truth about how it felt How being suddenly cut off without explanation affected me emotionally I explained that silence like that leaves a person overthinking and emotionally drained She responded honestly too She said she was confused, that she didn’t want to lead me on and that she felt distancing herself was the right thing to do I understood her point, but I also had to be honest about mine Because even if her intention wasn’t to hurt me, the impact still remained After that, things didn’t really return to how they were before There was still emotional distance between us, even when we were talking again Then came another moment that complicated everything At some point, I reached out saying I needed help It wasn’t something I did lightly I sent the same message to a few people, not just her Some ignored it completely, some didn’t respond at all But she was the only one who replied That response stayed with me more than I expected Because in that moment, it wasn’t about the money It was about presence About someone still acknowledging me when I felt like I was slowly being disconnected from people It made me reflect on everything again The silence, the distance, the return and everything in between I immediately wanted to return the money I told her my heart and mind wouldn’t let me keep it It felt uncomfortable for me to just accept it without giving it back But she refused, joking about it and saying I was overthinking or testing her Maybe from her side it looked like a small situation But from my side, it meant something deeper than I could easily explain Because what I was really dealing with wasn’t about money at all It was about emotional uncertainty About wanting to know that even after everything that happened between us there was still a basic level of care and human connection left And that’s where it became complicated Because real situations like this aren’t always black and white They’re not always about who is right or wrong Sometimes it’s just two people who connected at some point, drifted apart for different reasons and then tried to understand each other again from a place of hurt, confusion and mixed emotions And even now, if I look at everything honestly I don’t think it was ever just about one moment It was about everything that led to it The silence, the return, the emotions left unspoken and the things we both tried to understand in our own way even when we didn’t fully get it right My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

It really feels like Manchester City’s communication around internal matters has, at certain times, created unnecessary noise around the team at the worst possible moments People still look back at the 2015/16 season under Manuel Pellegrini, when reports of Pep Guardiola agreeing to join the club started circulating months before the season had even finished At the time, City were still competing on multiple fronts, but that constant media cycle around the manager situation became a major talking point and added pressure during a crucial stage of the campaign Fast forward to the present and the conversation feels familiar again With City once again approaching the decisive phase of the season where every match carries title defining weight New reports about Pep Guardiola’s possible departure have started to surface again Whether confirmed or not, the timing of such leaks always becomes part of the atmosphere around the club At this stage of the season, when margins are extremely tight and focus is everything, even small distractions can shift the emotional balance inside a squad Players are human They hear these things, they read them and even if they try to ignore them, it can still sit in the background of their minds And that’s where the concern comes in Because from the outside, it sometimes looks like the team’s intensity fluctuates slightly when major off pitch narratives start dominating headlines It’s not necessarily about tactics or quality It becomes more about mental sharpness and emotional focus Now, with only a few games left and everything still on the line, any suggestion of instability around the manager inevitably becomes amplified Even if nothing has changed internally the perception alone can affect momentum It creates a situation where instead of only thinking about winning matches the environment also has to deal with constant questions about the future And in elite football, that split focus can be costly That’s why people often say football is not only played on the pitch It’s also shaped by what happens around it Stability, timing of information and dressing room focus matter just as much as tactics From the outside looking in, it does feel like these recurring leaks and narratives around the manager situation have, at different points, added an unnecessary psychological layer to an already demanding title race And at this level, even the smallest mental disruption can make a big difference My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

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I’ve been patiently waiting as a @FCBarcelona fan who refuses to let go of hope Waiting for that one tweet that would instantly shake my entire timeline @victorosimhen9 to Barcelona, here we go And honestly, it’s not even just transfer talk anymore It feels deeper than that It feels like one of those football stories that already exists in your head before it even happens Like you’ve already imagined it so many times that reality is just trying to catch up Because as a Barcelona fan, you don’t just look for players You look for something that fits the soul of the club The identity The hunger The way the shirt demands more than talent It demands heart, aggression, sacrifice and obsession with winning And every time I think about Osimhen I can’t help but feel like he has all of that in him naturally I imagine him stepping into Camp Nou like he was always meant to be there The pace stretching defenses that thought they had time The aggressive pressing that makes defenders panic before they even receive the ball The strength in duels, the fearless attitude, the constant fight for every second ball And most importantly that striker instinct That hunger That I will score even when there is no space mentality It feels like something Barcelona has been missing in those tight, painful moments when chances don’t come easily The kind of striker who doesn’t wait for perfect football he creates chaos until goals become inevitable And then I picture the fans Camp Nou rising slowly as he prepares for a chance A silence before impact Then that roar when the net moves That explosion of sound that only Barcelona goals can create when the stadium believes again His name echoing through the stands… OSIMHEN! OSIMHEN! OSIMHEN! And in that moment, it wouldn’t just feel like a signing It would feel like belief returning Like Barcelona remembering what it means to have a striker who terrifies defenders just by standing on the pitch Some transfers feel calculated Some feel like rebuilding steps Some feel like business decisions made in boardrooms But this one? This would feel like emotion Like hunger meeting history Like a story that was always waiting to be written And every single day, I still find myself checking my phone without even thinking Half expecting that notification That name, that phrase that breaks football Twitter again Victor Osimhen to Barcelona, here we go! Because when that day finally comes I already know I won’t be watching it quietly I’ll be celebrating like it’s a trophy Like it’s the start of something new Like Barcelona just remembered who they are again My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong

I woke up today needing 10k badly Not for enjoyment Not for luxury Not for betting or impressing people online Just to eat Just to survive the day without pretending I’m okay So I started texting people One by one Some replied with Sorry, I don’t have Some opened the message and ignored it completely And I won’t lie being ignored when you’re already struggling does something to your heart People always say Speak up when you need help A closed mouth is a closed destiny But nobody prepares you for the embarrassment that comes with asking Nobody tells you how humiliating it feels typing please help me while praying they don’t see you as a burden The painful truth is this Help doesn’t come easily when you have nothing to offer back A lot of people only care when they can gain something from you When you’re useful When you’re valuable When you look successful But when life humbles you, you start seeing how lonely the world can really be There are days I genuinely feel tired of everything Not tired in a dramatic way Just mentally tired Emotionally tired Financially tired Tired of trying Tired of pretending Tired of carrying problems nobody knows about Some nights I can’t sleep at all I just stay awake thinking about life Thinking about how things got this hard Thinking about how everyone expects you to keep smiling no matter what you’re going through And that’s the scary part Because if you see me outside, you’ll think I’m fine You’ll see jokes You’ll see laughter You’ll see energy But deep down, I’ve been fighting battles silently for a long time Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to truly have someone Someone you can call without overthinking Someone who checks on you without you begging for attention Someone who notices your pain without you explaining it Because being alone in hard times changes you And no, I’m not suicidal I could never do that But I finally understand how a person can become so emotionally exhausted that they stop caring about what happens to them next You still wake up Still move around Still talk Still survive But inside, you feel empty Like life is happening around you instead of with you That’s the stage I’m trying to fight my way out of right now My name is TERWASEM and I know where I belong