You can’t win any argument against these jobless Chelsea fans these days , any little thing:
“Does your trophy have a key”
“Where is your world champions badge”
I’m tired bro
@YerickoNyerereT@freemanmbowetz Statesman na mwanacdm(kama muasisi wa chama) anashindwa kuhudhuria kesi ya mwenyekiti wake! Basi hata kushinikiza utawala kumwachia TAL! Ila enzi hizo maridhiano mbio! Wenye utindio wa ubongo tutakuwepo!
Ukiondoa sifa kuu aliyonayo Mbowe kama Kiongozi mahiri wa Kisiasa na Kijamii, Kwa wale msiojua na wale mnaojitoa akili Mh @freemanmbowetz ni Mwekezaji wa ndani na nje ya nchi. Dira ya taifa iliyozinduliwa leo, Mbowe kama mfanyabiashara wa Kimataifa, Kiongozi wa Kisiasa na Kijamii, ni mdau muhimu, ambapo yeye tangu mchakato wa Dira hiyo alihusishwa. Lakini kubwa zaidi tuwasaidie wale wenye utindio wa ubongo, Mbowe ni Statesman pekee aliyepo Tanzania, katika nchi hii tuliwahi kuwa na watu wachache sana ambapo walikuwa ni Taasisi lakini wakiwa kwenye siasa za Upinzania akiwemo Hayati Maalim Seif. Tofauti ya Maalimu Seif na Mbowe ni kuwa Mbowe ni mfanyabiashara na mwelezaji mkubwa wa kimataifa. Huyu ni package kamili ya “statesman”.
In exactly 24 hours, Chelsea’s battle begins.
This isn’t just any game. This isn’t just any final. This is the reckoning. The culmination of every bruise, every meme, every doubt.
We endured Potter. We suffered Lampard. We withstood Poch.
We survived mockery, disgrace, and decline.
From Dominoes to Scouse pundits that spit at teenagers, we became the punchline.
The club that signed 236 players and spent £7B!
They scoffed. They jeered.
We remembered.
While they laughed, we rebuilt.
While they sneered, we stood.
Our players? Written off.
Our fans? Ridiculed.
Our manager? A “Poundland Pep.”
But a lion caged is still a lion.
And when the cage breaks, a lion doesn’t whisper, it roars.
In 24 hours, we don’t just play.
We rise.
We remind the world. We remind the haters. We remind everyone what it means to be Chels.
Reece James. Cole Palmer. Levi Colwill. Enzo Fernández. Moisés Caicedo. Marc Cucurella. This is their moment. This is their chapter to write in Chelsea’s illustrious history.
Ladies and gentlemen, the world watched us fall. Now they will watch us roar.
And tomorrow, when the dust settles, there will only be one colour left.
Royal blue.