Football lover, FC Barcelona,Messi is the 🐐. I just wants to talk about Barcelona and hate anything associate with Real Madrid.
Catalunya, Spain.
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Mr Sam. retweeted
I’m Promoting my new music #Sisi right now.
What are you doing ?
Mr Sam. retweeted
My friend's 23yo sister, Ewere, needs emergency brain surgery in South Korea. Her student insurance won't cover it & she's running out of time. I’ve donated. Please donate if you can, or RT to save her life. 🙏🏾
gofundme.com/f/urgent-surger…
Mr Sam. retweeted
I need guarantors on X.
I advertised a car,someone showed interest but scared to send money for buying and shipping first.
Who can vouch for me o?
Mr Sam. retweeted
I’m extorted by Nigerian Police men today.
Nigeria police are the most dishonorable people on earth.
Mr Sam. retweeted
Please guys don’t give up on my sister 🤲🏾🤲🏾 we’ve come too far to stop her treatment half way
This really hurts to watch. Looking at Lauretta before cancer and seeing her now… you can’t tell me cancer doesn’t change a person’s life. I just want my sister back. 🥹🥹🤲🏾
Please let’s help Lauretta get her life back.
Donation link in my bio
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GTB: Duke, Margaret
Your support will go a long way for Lauretta.
Mr Sam. retweeted
On 17th October 2026, Joy and Ada were involved in a ghastly motorcycle accident at Ago Iwoye, Ogun State after a reckless driver named IDRIS OLAITAN hit them from behind. Since that terrible day, both of them have been battling severe injuries, unimaginable pain, and a difficult journey toward recovery.
Joy and Ada are both students of Olabisi Onabanjo University and it happened around the school area.
Joy is still currently in the hospital receiving treatment and her family has already raised almost 3 million naira , which was used for her initial emergency treatment and the first surgery she had to undergo after the accident.
Unfortunately, because of the severity of the accident and the sensitive areas of her body that were affected, Joy’s treatment does not end with the first surgery and has been informed that she needs two additional surgeries to properly correct and treat injuries to her hip and ankle and and she will also require plastic surgery,post-surgery care, medication, hospital bills, and other necessary medical attention throughout her recovery.
The additional surgeries and post-surgery care are expected to cost approximately ₦4 million more.
Her family already raised and spent almost 3 million for her initial treatment, we are once again asking for your help because she still has a long and expensive road to recovery ahead of her.
Ada’s case became extremely critical following the accident. Due to the severity of her injuries, she had to be transferred to another hospital for urgent treatment after she was rejected at the National Orthopaedic Hospital, Igbobi.
She is in urgent need of surgery, and the estimated cost of her treatment is approximately 6 million
Her family is doing everything possible, but this amount is far beyond what they can comfortably afford, which is why we are reaching out to everyone who can help.
The families have already done everything they can, but they cannot carry this financial burden alone.
Ada needs approximately ₦6 million for her urgent surgery and treatment.
Joy needs approximately ₦4 million for her additional surgeries and post-surgery care.
No amount is too small. Whether you can donate ₦1,000, ₦5,000, ₦10,000, ₦50,000, or more, your contribution can make a real difference in their lives.
please share this post with your friends, family, colleagues, churches, communities, and anyone who may be able to help.
They have already endured so much pain. Please, let’s not allow lack of funds to stand between Joy and Ada and the medical treatment they desperately need.
Kindly support Joy and Ada. Donate, share, and help us reach the goal.
DONATE. SHARE. PRAY. HELP US GIVE THEM A CHANCE TO HEAL.
DONATION DETAILS:
Account Name: Glory Damilola Igwe
Bank: Wema Bank
Account Number: 0284725262
For verification or further information contact 08168424243/09071634095
Mr Sam. retweeted
Currently as it stands now, Laliga is no longer a trash league. As Real Madrid don beat Barcelona, the league is no more a farmers league.
Mr Sam. retweeted
The Don Jazzy Tech Scholarship 2027 is now open!
Apply here: donjazzy.tsacademy.com
Good luck, guys! ❤️🐘
Mr Sam. retweeted
Since Hansi Flick took over Barcelona, we’ve faced your club 7 times, yet you still haven’t figured out how to exploit the high defensive line you keep crying about.
In those 7 meetings, we’ve kept 2 clean sheets against you with that same defensive setup!
At this point, you’re not exposing a tactical weakness; you’re just repeating the same tired arguments because your own club is drowning in mediocrity week after week. Focus on fixing your team before lecturing us about ours. 🤡
PSG will destroy Barcelona 4-1. Yes, FOUR ONE. I don’t think Barça fans understand how badly this team can get exposed when they come up against an opponent capable of punishing their defensive mistakes.
Barcelona’s attack has been excellent, but their fans have become too obsessed with goals and possession to acknowledge the problems at the other end. You cannot keep playing such an aggressive defensive line, leaving spaces behind your defenders, and expect every opponent to fail to exploit them.
PSG have the quality to punish those mistakes. They can play through pressure, attack spaces quickly and turn defensive lapses into goals. Barcelona might dominate possession for certain periods, but possession means absolutely nothing if you cannot stop your opponent from tearing your defence apart.
The funniest part is that Barcelona fans will spend the entire match talking about their attacking football, only to start blaming individual players when their defensive weaknesses become impossible to ignore. You cannot claim to be among Europe’s best while pretending your weaknesses don’t exist.
My prediction is PSG 4-1 Barcelona. I expect PSG to exploit Barça’s defensive problems and punish them whenever they lose control of the game.
Barcelona fans can call this prediction disrespectful, but that’s the point. Everybody is praising this team, and I’m not buying the hype without questioning what happens when they face an opponent capable of exposing them.
Let’s see who has the last laugh when the final whistle blows.
Mr Sam. retweeted
So sad we lost a young Nigerian.
I've been seeing different stories of what led to his death.
Does anyone know the true story?
The death of any young person requires an indepth review
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When Hilda Baci stood for days to put Nigeria on the world map, the entire South stood still, cheered her on, and carried her to victory on the wings of massive support.
Today, our very own brother from the North, Abdulkadir Basari, is at MAAUN Kano, pushing through a grueling 120-hour non-stop sewing marathon to break a Guinness World Record—not just for fame, but to sew uniforms for less-privileged kids!
Why is Arewa so silent? We must learn to celebrate and lift our own champions. Let’s make some noise for him! 🧵
Mr Sam. retweeted
I've not done this before but I am pleading for your help.
I know Seye; a very dedicated, humble and hardworking guy. He's also into community outreach and uses his platform to help the less privileged. It is disheartening to see him in this condition.
Mr Sam. retweeted
🚨 PLEASE, LET’S HELP SAVE A LIFE! ❤️🙏
Kofoworola Olatunji Odede, 38, is battling a serious medical condition and urgently needs financial support for treatment.
🎯 Target: ₦12M
✅ Raised: ₦100K
❗ Balance: ₦11.9M
🏦 Access Bank: 0023430338
Name: Kofoworola Olatunji
Please donate what you can and RETWEET. Your little contribution or repost could make a huge difference. Let’s give Kofoworola hope. ❤️🙏
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"Thank you for loving me" the little boy from Rosario said as he took his final bow.
No, Leo. We thank you.
You were the joy of our teenage and adulthood - because across civilizations, political enclaves and nationalities, we might not speak the same language but we all spoke Messi.
You made magicians quiver because the swiftness of your feet made the firmaments stop.
You made sorcerers question the potency of their charms because of the precision by which your strikes split the wind.
You made giants look mortal & levelled them.
You made defenders forget their names - left them with cracked ankles.
You made goalkeepers stare into the emptiness of their nets - wondering what had just passed them by.
And somehow, Leo, you did it all with a rolling leather at your feet, a smile that made the impossible look ordinary & strides that mirrored the silhouettes of gods. My Leo.
Oh my Leo, I type this with tears bubbling in my eyes.
We watched you grow. We watched you become a man carrying the weight a club & eventually an entire generation upon shoulders that never seemed built for such burdens.
We watched you stumble. We watched you lose.
We watched you walk away and we watched you come back.
That's what makes you the Greatest Of All Times because greater than the goals, greater than the trophies, greater even than the records - You reminded us that greatness is not the absence of failure.
That sometimes the smallest amongst us can cast the longest shadow.
I wasn't born in the civilization that cracked industrialization, I wasn't born in the civilization that made coffins fly in the sky but how lucky I am to be born in the civilization whom you found worthy to voyage through with your gift, My Leo.
We will tell our children about you, about that night in Mexico - with the World Cup clenched in your palms.
We will tell them about the night your fathered orphans in Madrid. We will tell them about the careers you ended in Camp Nou.
No, don't thank us, Leo.
We thank you. For the memories, the magic, the joy, the friendships you fostered across the globe, your love for the game and for making us believe.
Rest now, Leo.
We don't know what football would look like moving forward - Stadiums will eventually go dark in silence, boots will hang in museums, numbers will get passed, records might get broken.
It doesn't matter. You were the man, the myth, the god, the game.
And when we all lay crumpled one day, old in our dying beds and someone asks us what being football looked like being young -
We shall all chant:
Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾
