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@HandofArsenal @Oss_Gooner The documentary after the win will feed generations

@henrywinter Victory in Harmony ♥️

Viktoria Concordia Crescit. #AFC

Arsenal is either about to give me the biggest joy or the biggest heartbreak at the end of the season, but regardless I’d still support this club forever.

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@CBSSportsGolazo That’s the problem. Always making the narrative about Arsenal. The Media knows that agenda sells and they’ve all gobbled it up.

"A little bit boring if I was a viewer from outside... it's not the way Sporting wants to show itself, we want to score goals." 😬 Morten Hjulmand on Sporting not showing their true identity across both legs against Arsenal ⚔️

@chinecheremphi Choice of song 🔝 🎧

You really don't know the value of what you have until you lose it.

@AndyOstroy One is a professionally trained and qualified expert. The other speaks tough.

Watch how Caine shows Hegseth who’s boss…

@DailyAFC I love Micah honestly 😂

🗣️ Jamie Carragher: “It wasn’t a great performance…” 🗣️ Micah Richards: “They won! If that was Liverpool, ‘that’s a great professional performance away in Europe’.” 🗣️ “If Havertz hit the post…” 🗣️ “If Havertz hit the post?! If Vinicius scores, 2-2!”

@WhiteHouse I ran But also Iranians 😂

Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt Briefs Members of the Media, Apr. 8, 2026 twitter.com/i/broadcasts/1…

@Adordev_ @FightStorage Stupid.

@FightStorage Ayesha Howard is teaching a masterclass in knowing your worth. Raising a child for a 23 year old athlete is a full time job with no retirement plan. She deserves every cent and that apology. If you are mad, you just h^te seeing a woman get her dues.

Ayesha Howard (39) reportedly wants a one-time payment of $500k, an apology, and $55k per year for life, in addition to the child support she is already entitled to receive, before she officially signs off on a sole custody agreement for her daughter with Anthony Edwards(23).

@Thazhigilla_ If it isn’t Nigeria. No one should care about all those generational wealth people if the basics and opportunities to earn were available. At the end of the day, life’s not that deep. Afford the Affordables. Love who loves you. What is yours will find you. Life are limited

You will never be the wealthiest in your state, not in Nigeria, not in Africa, not in this world, if you don't read this! And listen, it is not your fault. Calm down before you start dragging my ‘okrika’ shirt. This is not a curse (me sef come from humble background), I simply wish to highlight something you might be overlooking. I know you've consumed those 1,000 books by American billionaires, you even used your last penny to buy Otedola's book, you've gone through Tony Robbins seminars on YouTube while sprinkling two drops of ‘e go better one day’. I know you’ve attended conferences everywhere, you've starved your distractions, networked like your life depends on it (spoiler: it actually does like mähhddd), invested in courses that promise "financial freedom", and consistently showed up even on days when your spirit is screaming to give up. But what if I told you the game was already rigged before you even started? The Aliko Dangote you want to become had an uncle named Alhaji Dantata Alhassan. A whole family line of affluence handed him a beginning crafted in silver. Femi Otedola’s daddy (Michael Otedola) transitioned from politics to become the governor of Lagos. And you’ll be the one to shout ‘school na scam when you are literally the punchline. Mr Eazi’s uncle borrowed him 19 million naira to go and invest. And he failed ooo. Do you understand? He had the financial cushion to try and fail. Davido was sent abroad to study and ended up pursuing music. His dad brought him back, and Babcock University created an entirely new department of music just for him before his father eventually backed his musical career. The truth is that you were built like a snail, whereas they were engineered like horses to start the race at the finish line. So even if you embarked on your journeys and struggles yesterday, you will always arrive after them. I acknowledge that you are not lazy; eyes cannot simply see the weight of the shell you carry. That shell symbolizes the absence of generational wealth and influential connections. It is a system engineered to favor those who are already favoured. I was listening to Dr. Cosmas Maduka when he said that the cheapest car they have at Coscharis Group is around 32 million naira, and if an average person walks in requesting to pay in installments over two weeks, they will not give it to you. But see the crazy twist. He mentioned that if Dangote himself called them and asked them to let you have a Rolls Royce valued at 1.4 billion naira, they would allow you to drive it away. And you think name, you think foundations, do not count? 😹 Connections are important like maaaahddd. Hard work will carry you far, yes, but not to the height you see in your dreams. This thing is everywhere ooo... I was conducting my personal research on matching into a USA residency as an International Medical Grad(IMG). Let's say you wanted a prestigious specialty like Orthopaedic Surgery, Neurosurgery, Plastic Surgery etc. The slots available to you are so extraordinarily competitive that your chances are nearly zero (the probability of an IMG matching in Neurological Surgery in 2022 was 16 out of 36,277, or 0.044105%). Then I looked up Harvard Medical School's match rate for 2024. Out of their 176 inducted doctors, 155 got matched into their choiced residency. Dem no born me well to think of schooling in Harvard Medical school with my papa money 📷, but what is obvious is just breathing the air at Harvard gives you a head start the size of the Atlantic Ocean… This is not a post to make you give up. It is a post to make you wise up. But here is where I get aggressive: shred the sham celebration! You are not lazy my guy, you’ve just been outpaced by those born at the finish line. The snail doesn’t win by racing the horse. No, the snail wins by forming alliances, by being so strategic that it gets to ride on the horse’s back. Were there outliers? Absolutely. Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie clawed her way from Enugu to global shelves without a dynasty. But even she got lifts: scholarships, mentors who saw the fire in her and offered petrol. No one rises in isolation; that myth of being ‘’self-made’’ is what keeps you scrambling in the dark. You will never, ever accomplish it alone. You may not be Dangote? That’s okay and beautiful 🤭. Your goal should be to become the ‘Dantata’ of your own lineage. You are the one who must break the cycle. You serve as the foundation and your duty is to work ten times harder and smarter, not to compete with the horse, but to create a stable where your generation can start side by side with it. You may not reach the destination you dream of but you can be the one who charts the course, who lays the first stone, who ensures that those who come after you will never know the unbearable burden of starting from scratch. That legacy is a currency richer than naira, more powerful than a name.

@nogojiggy Temu manager

Couldn’t stop laughing since I saw this video about “the best team in the EPL” This Arsenal team will get wiped out by an average Laliga side

@FightFanatic_ Early stoppage. Mark Goddard was too quick to step in.

You'll never see a higher level striking fight than this 🔥 Izzy’s chin is unreal. Alex landed bombs, and we all know his power. #UFCSeattle #MMATwitter

This could literally be me. Arsenal fans are emotionally attached to the team. This is why we defend it like it’s our family member

@SkySportsNews Arsenal is not losing to City at the Ethiad.

🗣️ "Arsenal will be hurting seeing Man City celebrate" 🗣️ "A shadow of the team we've seen this season" How damaging could Arsenal's Carabao Cup final defeat to Manchester City be in the race for the Premier League? 🤔

🚨🗣️ Lauren James talking about how her brother, Reece James bought her a car. “I remember the day like it were yesterday. Proper grey London sky, bit of drizzle in the air — the kind that gets in your hair but doesn’t quite count as rain. I was skint. Proper skint. Checking my bank app every five minutes like somehow money might magically appear. It didn’t. 😅 Reece knew, of course. My brother’s always had this annoying way of knowing when something’s up with me even before I say a word. One afternoon he says, “Come outside for a minute, Lau.” Now with Reece, that could mean anything. Could be a kickabout in the garden, could be him asking me to help him carry something. So I walk outside, hands in my hoodie pockets, thinking nothing of it. And there it was. A little car sitting on the drive. Nothing mad flashy, nothing like the cars he drives — just a nice, clean little motor. My first car. I looked at it, then looked at him. “Whose is that?” I asked. He just grinned that cheeky grin of his. “Yours.” I swear I just stood there blinking like an idiot. My brain couldn’t quite catch up with what he’d said. “Don’t be stupid,” I told him. “Stop winding me up.” But he tossed me the keys. And when they landed in my hand, that’s when it hit me. My chest went tight and my eyes started watering. “Reece… I can’t take this.” “Course you can,” he said, all casual, leaning against the wall like he hadn’t just changed my whole year. “You needed a car.” That’s my brother though. He doesn’t make a big speech about it. Doesn’t act like he’s doing something heroic. He just helps. I hugged him so tight he started laughing. “Oi, careful,” he said. “I’ve got training tomorrow.” That car meant everything to me. Not because it was fancy — because it wasn’t. It meant freedom. It meant I could get to work without stressing about trains or buses. It meant someone believed in me when I felt like I was barely holding things together. Years later, when he’d done even better for himself, he tried again. We were sitting there chatting and he goes, completely serious: “I’ll get you a new one. A proper one. 2025 Porsche.” I nearly choked on my tea. 😂 “Absolutely not.” He looked genuinely confused. “What do you mean no?” “Because,” I said, “I want to buy my next car myself.” He kept insisting. “Lauren, it’s nothing.” But that was exactly the point. “It’s not nothing,” I told him. “The first car you gave me when I had nothing. I’ll never forget that. But the second one… that one’s mine.” I want to work for it. Save for it. Know that when I sit in that driver’s seat, I earned every bit of it. Reece just stared at me for a second, then smiled. “Fair enough,” he said. “But when you get it, I’m driving it first.” “Not a chance,” I told him. And we both laughed. Because that’s the thing about my brother. He could buy me the world if he wanted. But what he really gave me that day wasn’t a car. It was a start.”🚗💙 [Via @TheSunFootball]

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Stan and Josh changed my life