Stanslas Stancy

Pressure ya mwisho pale Kipkeikei kesho race for 3rd place then Sunday kupiga lukuu na kukaaa huko kwa stands pale Transcend with zero bureshaaa.

Last assignment.

Kesho I take the guest's seat.... roles reversed

Happy world radio to us....

Siku kuu ya Radio Duniani. Hapa kilikuwa kinapulizwa kwelikweli katika anga za Kaskazini mwa bonde la Ufa na Magharibi ya Kenya.

Keffas Fednarnd na Stanslas Stancy😊
Tulifahabisha, elimisha na kuburudisha. Ilipendeza mno.

Way to go this is Muranga seal's ground, kila club iunde sizeable grounds k**a hiii na iwekwe stands round now that hapa Kenya hampendi teams zenu, hii ya seal imeset example poa k**a police pale south C, will be first step in the right direction other than placing teams hapo Kasa na Nyayo with no fans.

In attendance today as the Mogadishu nairobi based fans turned out in their numbers to support their very own, but there was a faction that just decided to be stubborn and messy playing cat and mouse games with the stewards entire second half.

Kuna wale fans walikuja na Kenyan flag na wengine somali flag and positioned themselves hapo stand C so anytime they raised that Kenyan flag in support of Police FC the ones with the somali flag countered na hivo ndio it resulted to a physical war to an extend that an ambulance was brought in to rescue one treated as emergency case...

Second leg is in a week's time how I wish that those assigned with steward and security jobs draw a buffer zone as they access the stadium otherwise just otherwise patachimbikaaa... watu wametoka hapo grao wakiwa maadui kuliko vile waliingia wengine wakilimana mpaka kwa hio heavy jam hapo nje ya roundabout.

Cc Kevin Teya Jnr Osundwa

Happy to have met old friends I built while in Nyeri in solidarity with my former station the Police YOUTH, I had to be in attendance and that will always be the norm because I believed and still do in this project, yesterday was impressed with the performance and result not withstanding massive improvements from a range of players playing out of position and this you can only give it to my good friends Alfred Omino Jomino and Peter Buteta for the risks and trust because you can't risk if you don't believe and the boys delivered with pomp.

So one bridge crossed yesterday in Thika two more to go, shoulders high eyes on the big prize and focus 💯 and it will be a successful season all together after qualification to Div 1 is secured. My sincere gratitude to the boys and wish them all the very best on Wednesday in the semis and final on Saturday because I know it shall be done. Regards!!

📷 courtesy of certified lense master Abuphotoz

Powerful tribute here but Ottamax can write buana, I can't pass his long posts in this street awaiting his book it will be worthy having it in my library.

THE ONLY REGRET I HAVE IN LIFE IS PATIENTLY NOT LISTENING TO YOU...BOB MUNRO:

Robert Donald Munro, popularly known in all corners of Nairobi slums as Bob Munro, and, by extension, the whole country, has exited the scene a proud man.
Allow me to celebrate the life of this great legend, a true father of a football community, a mentor to many, a beacon of hope and a guardian to a multitude of ghetto children in my own words as history can best remind me.

Since the wake of the sad news of his passing on, a lot of people have spoken about how good Bob Munro was, and I want to speak about how Bob Munro strove to make my life good.

I pride myself as a pioneer member of the Mathare Youth Sports Association his brainchild in the August of 1987 at Eastleigh Community Centre. Lucky was me when a group of predominantly white men came to survey the field at lunch hour. With most of my colleagues having taken that important lunch break to their respective nearby homes; I was left alone juggling the rugged polythene mound that served as our soccer ball.

My ball-handling attention was immediately diverted to the group that walked towards the dusty centre of the pitch where I was honing my pepeta skills; I stopped and looked up as I patiently waited to be abducted to greener pastures because those days, the sight of mzungus meant probably good fortune. I was in my territory and I wasn't cowed by their direct walk towards me.

In their midst, I recognised Mr Calvin Mbugua of the Undugu Society of Kenya, which was the umbrella body of the Undugu Football Club, our rite of football passage, when we came of age. Undugu Society of Kenya also offered homes or orphanages to Nairobi Street boys or simply the Parking Boys as we were called those days. Seeing Calvin in the group made matters easy for me because he knew me right to our house.

After going through the greeting banality, I became the unofficial guide to the visitors walking with them around the field as they took measurements with their eyes.

It is here that I learnt about Munro's vision of starting a league that will enable the youths of Mathare and its environ the use of proper soccer balls, and play in uniforms(the legendary Mysa vests) on elaborate pitches with trained referees, community service, environmental awareness and awards among many other things that shaped our lives to who were are today.

That first meeting with Munro would be a blessing to my family; he wanted to know where I lived after that survey and since it was just a stone's throw from the field, I walked the group to our humble abode, where we found my mum feeding her large family on Ugali and ndengu.
She was about to reprimand me for reporting late to the table only for her ire to thaw upon seeing the surprise guests.

Mum ran a welding and metal workshop which landed a windfall contract to fabricate all the Mysa moveable mini goalposts. Titus Mulama and his brother Simeon Mulama could score beautiful goals between these goalposts as I refereed their matches not knowing I did the paintwork.

In a nutshell, my first interaction with Bob Munro was a business opportunity for my family, which went a long way to support the livelihood of the Otama family. I formed a very tight bond with Bob since that day, and today, I will openly say here that the regrets that I have had in life are those of not following Bob Munro.

In life, I have unregretfully made so many questionable decisions, including the recent football elections, but only one early mistake that I believe has led me to make those decisions.

Growing up in the Mysa setup, and with the immense rare footballing talent that I exhibited, Bob introduced me to all necessary leadership classes and training to achieve a complete person both on and off the pitch. By the time Mysa was three years old in 1990, through my talent I inevitably made it in the group of 16 boys that did the maiden Norway Cities tour and Norge Cup tournament participation to open the way for many thousand others because we displayed great talent on Ekeberg pitches and exemplary show of discipline off the green grids of football.

Bob Munro exposed me to the local and international football world, everyone who saw me wanted to have my services as a player, but Bob saw beyond just playing football in Kenya.

Through Mysa All-Star team Mathare United, then a none league team, I was selected to represent Nairobi County in an inter-county youth football tournament, dubbed the Panasonic Provincial Football Tournament. At this tournament, my prowess in goalkeeping had coaches and games teachers drooling, and it's here that I made decisions against those of Bob Munro.

Bob had secured a form one scholarship slot for me at the prestigious Starehe Boys Centre, which was closely associated with Mysa. Instead, I chose an equally educational powerhouse, Kangaru School Embu, but with prominence in football because I wanted to play and dodge the strict discipline that came with 'Stach'...I Aimed Low!

My other mistake was when Mathare United Football Club was registered to play in the Provincial league; I had already enrolled at Re-Union FC as a fringe youth player. Bob sat me down to change that decision though Re-Union through my other mentor Hon Peter Kenneth paid my school fees at Kangaru School and I was entitled to some small perks that made me wrongfully overlook Bob Munro. Truth be spoken, both gentlemen were so dear to me to the point I got confused about which direction to take, but again, if you ask me, I'd say I betrayed Bob because of money.

As sides fought for my supremacy in my early teenage, Bob Munro only won one war on me. This was when Mysa, being the custodian of my travel document, refused to release it to the Junior Under 17 Harambee Stars that was travelling to Sweden, and within a space of five days, the Mysa Junior Select team were also slated to travel to Norway. I cried and hated Mysa officials at missing the Junior Stars trip but laughed that day I found myself at JKIA aboard a British Airways flight to Fornebu airport via Heathrow. That's the day I should have learnt to be patient with Bob Munro.

Football-wise, I grew up with stature. I was on every fan's lips, especially after the Harambee Stars vs Algeria in the Algiers match-up, but stature is completely nothing without proper guidance. I had abandoned my football Godfather and Captain thinking that I could sail the rough high seas by myself...I was wrong! Bob Munro never gave up on me, and when the controversial rift between me and the late Coach Reinhardt Fabisch arose, the first person to call me for a meeting at Utalii Hotel was none other than Bob Munro. At the meeting, he said, "My son, don't hide anything from me; just tell me what exactly happened. I want to help you!" For sure, what had happened was not what was being reported in the media, so I told Bob, "I don't know!"
His concern also was what was being said, which he highly doubted; having been with me for so many years, he didn't believe the indiscipline allegations were true, and all he knew was I was a team clown who would openly joke with anyone. That day I shed tears out of innocence. After that meeting, he asked me if I'd sign for Mathare United the following season; I obliged, only for that time to come and be lured by money again to make a move to Afc Leopards.

Indeed, Bob Munro wanted to help me and get my number one jersey back at the national team and a possible move outside the country. All I did was avoid him, I even stopped attending my boyhood club games for fear of meeting with Bob. So one day at an international game at Kasarani pitting Harambee Stars, I bumped into Munro with a certain gentleman whom I learnt was the then anti-corruption doyen Mr John Githongo. At introduction, Githongo who was starstruck upon meeting me, by then I was just another squad player at World Hope FC, now Nairobi City Stars. Munro told Githongo how he had plans of taking me as a young, talented player to Manchester United Academy, but I ran into signing contracts with the wrong clubs in Kenya. John Githongo, later on his part, did a very nice review about meeting a Kenyan football star in one of his monthly financial magazine columns; little did he know that the person he was highly praising in his journal was a pale shadow of the article.

Just like a father to his prodigal son, Bob Munro did not abandon me. Still, he invited me home to Mathare United during the pre-season of 2004 with a plan to play there for a year, after which I was to take over as the club's goalkeeping coach.

During this short period, he enabled me to attend a KNVB Hoek Method Goalkeeping Coaching Course conducted by Ajax Amsterdam's goalkeeping coach. Still, that year, I was lured back with money to renew my contract at Nairobi City Stars by my former chairman and friend at Afc Leopards, the late Peter Leo Onalo, who had bought the club through his investment company Promark. I never saw past the first ten games of the 2004 season with City Stars as I fell out with coach Robert Matano; I became a drunkard out of desperation solely supported by his baby mama. A career was cut short and at its peak for thinking that talent alone outweighed the guidance and wisdom of Oracles like Bob Munro...vijanaa tamaa ni mbaya, at times let's listen more to the people who walk us to the tank than the ones who walk us to the bank!

Today, I ruefully bid farewell to my Father, The Icon...

Who taught me the sense and importance of clean and green surroundings,
Who facilitated my first passport,
Who showed me Europe,
Who fought for my rightful battles,
Who took me for the first time to the State House+++++++the list is endless!

With a strong word of THANK YOU!🤝

BACK TO SCHOOL TOURNAMENT courtesy of Alex Maina Makutano ward is home and dry.

We emerged the champions of this first edition after seeing off Bwake Fc via post match penalties (4-2) after a one all draw in the 90 minutes. Am a happy man today because it has been a successful week doubling up as the coordinator and coach of the mighty Kapsara sports club.

In a special way let me thank all the 16 teams that participated in this championship, fans from all sets, Makutano fraternity, match officials and the main sponsor for making this tourney run and end smoothly it is never taken for granted because I understand what it takes for this to come through.

At the end of the day we are all winners let's now await the second edition which am certain will be bigger and better come December holidays.

For the students going back to school I personally wish you journey mercies and all the best in your studies.

Day two results of the Back to school tournament courtesy of Generali Alex Maina

Pool B Kapsara sec

Kiriita 4-0 Munyaka
Amani 2-1 China
Kiriita 1-2 Amani
Munyaka 7-1 China

Pool D Makutano Pri

Bwake 6-0 Springer
Ngozi 0-1 Motorstar
Bwake 5-0 Ngozi
Springer 0-1 Motorstar

Day 3 Fixture Wednesday 21st

Pool A - Kapsara sec
Kimuri v Mamba 2pm
Kapsara v Greenbelt 4pm

Pool C - Makutano Pri
Chemakwer v Baraka 2pm
Makutano v Biribiriet 4pm

BACK TO SCHOOL MAKUTANO WARD

Pool A
Kapsara
Kimuri
Mamba
Greenbelt

Pool B
Kiriita
Munyaka
Amani
China

Pool C
Makutano
Baraka
Chemakwer
Biribiriet

Pool D
Bwake
Springer
Ngozi
Motorstar

Pool A&B play all their matches at Kapsara sec grounds while Pool C&D play their matches at Makutano primary grounds.

Q1: A1 v C2
Q2: B1 v D2
Q3: C1 v A2
Q4: D1 v B2

S1: Q1 v Q2
S2: Q3 v Q4

Play offs and Final Sunday 25th