For the first time i have to think of this...having been a Gor Mahia staunch fanatic is not easy play thing. The celebration of our glory...the migrating KDF green army and the vibrant online Facebook pages all that gave our mighty team the glory was a sweat in its gathering and answers to how lively we made and gave back life to lonely Tom Mboya and many of these green lit Nairobi streets. Then came the saint of Croat and his antics and stands.The songs of champions and glory was the only tune buzzing in our stadia at Tok Komwanda de stadia. The basking glory of beating the shemejis 'declawing' their fierce claws and all the drama and dances that accompanied our team all the way to the top of Premier league...all that was not easy combat for the green army. For both the men in Tuzo and Adidas, both Facebook branch and twitter handlers, both away teams and home teams,both VIP and and Bridge branch fanatics all of them on a green platter they put was the reasons for the mighty Kogallo revival back to the limelight of showtime. And now we sing from Kampala to Keekorok roads and Tok Komwanda 'Put Your Swag On' and all the world of champions we rule.
Glory tunes reverberated across the Africa football tunes and fellowship of Gorrr...we sang our glory and enjoyed in every win we took home.But there came times when the truth was so bitter to swallow and as much as the media would make you call as 'hooligans' there were a few filtrated minds and political macho and propaganda that saw our team dehumanizing in the careful watch of the media. We were branded hooligans in town and sold in Supermarkets and Stores for less cash: in our victories, in our loss they laughed at us and all called us names. That day i was surprised after Chemelil Sugar aka Gor Mahia Team C chewed the canes out of Balhuyas, the media did not take note of that last match for the shemejis even to our surprise they took a chance to mention bad headlines to spoil our swag 'Gor Mahia tastes a bottle of Tusker.' That is how closely we rose to fame by their spites.And why did we loose misserable to Kahata and his brookside team.
Our ill sideshows
We have a swag to protect and that day we let it go. Our magics never worked and the gods of Kogallo from Rabuor to Awendo to Got Ramogi and Got Nanga and back to Komwanda had deaf ears to our chants. Some of our away and outside the stadia branch spoils for us the dinner. They celebrated naked on the streets before our eggs were hatched,they urinated on the roads and said Sirkal Anakojoa-Ngoja Kwanza machoism. They painted as devil to the god of humanity and favor.
Well thats not a big deal for some of us but our enemies and competitors are out there taking our pictures and selling to abroad media. We are Africans and the spirit to cheer our teams are more eloquent than the westerners this weekend as the derby of shemejis return to 60,000 seater Kasarani lets put on faith and learn from the mistakes we did at KPL as players and as supporters...lets return to our glory days and put off side indecent sideshows may be the god's have listened to my prayers.Long Live Gor Mahia Mayienga.