Emmanuel Adebayor has already put out a tell all article
about his trials with his family last week, and now he has gone on (as
promised) to dish out even more dirt on his family, and tells the story of his
brother, who he said stole 21 phones at a football academy, in Monaco. Crazy
stuff!
Here’s what he put on his Facebook page: SEA, here is another part of
the story I have kept inside since. Today I feel the constant need to let it
out. If I share my stories, it is because I believe every story comes with a
lesson. And the lesson is for anyone that is reading this. This is about a
brother who keeps saying today that I am not a good support for our family. His
name is Rotimi Adebayor. At the age of 13, he did something very bad. He and I
know what he did. Because of that our parents had to send him to a village far
from the big city. When I started to be successful in football and I went to
Togo for vacation; at that time one of my mother’s friend came from the village
to visit us. As she explained how Rotimi was suffering in the village, I
immediately asked them to bring him back into the city. As soon as he came
back, I made sure I put him in school. For me that is normal.
In 2002, I went to play the AFCON in Mali and I had the huge
privilege to swap my shirt with Marc-Vivien Foé. May his soul rest in peace.
When I got back to Togo, I put that shirt in a secure place. My brother found a
way to steal that shirt and sold it. When I moved from Metz to Monaco, we
reached an advanced stage in the Champions League and we played against Real
Madrid. It was one of most beautiful day of my life because I was lucky enough
to get a signed shirt from the football legend Zinedine Zidane. As I brought
that shirt back to Togo, my brother still found a way to steal that shirt and
sold it. When I was in Metz, I was earning about €15,000 a month. I wanted to
get something unique for my mom to thank her for all she did for me. I wanted
to make her happy. So I decided to take an amount worth 3 months of my wages
and I bought her a Cartier neckless for about €45,000. Rotimi and his friends
Akim(@Yam Freedom) and Tao (@Sao Tao Oyawole) made a plan and stole that
precious neckless. They sold it for about €800. When my mom and I found out, my
mother asked me not to bother because he is the younger brother. Despite the
situation, I would like to take this same occasion to wish all the mothers out
there a Happy Mother’s Day! In my house, I have a storage room where I keep
some of my belongings when I travel back to Europe. I am the only one with that
key but my brother managed to get a master key that was able to open every
single door in the house. He frequently stole drinks and other items from that
room. After all this we kept saying “blood is thicker than water” and we moved
on. Therefore, I decided to take him where I started my football in France. I
brought him to a great football academy in France. You already know how this
story ended. He stole cellphones from many of his teammates and they sacked him
from the football academy. By the way, after I published the first story about
him, he called me to say that he did not steal exactly 21 phones. He claimed
that the number was lower than that. Still…Is that acceptable?
He also added
that I should be happy that he stole drinks and other items from my storage
room. I asked him why and he replied: “Because I am your brother”. Jacques
Songo’o who is now a retired Cameroonian footballer also had his son in the
academy and he was a good friend of Rotimi. Let me add that he was part of my
development as a footballer and he always gave me good advices. I was in Togo
on my days off when Songo’ocalled me; he sounded very angry. He explained to me
how my brother stole his son’s PSP. When I asked my brother why he did that, he
argued that he forgot it in his bag. How can you forget someone else’s device
in your bag and travel with it from France to Togo? Since that day, my
relationship with Songo’o changed and he has become pretty distant with me and
my family. I was still in Monaco when I decided to collect all football boots
from my teammates so I could give them to people in Africa. I had a huge bag
full of shoes. I brought that bag to Togo.
A few days after when I decided to
give the boots out to the people in need, I noticed the bag full of boots
disappeared. Later on, I found out that my brother was the one who stole the
bag and went to sell the shoes in Hedzranawoé (famous public market in Togo).
One day, my mom called me early in the morning when I was still in bed. She
told me that Rotimi has gotten a Visa to go to Dubai so he can play football
out there. He had to leave that day with his friend Kodjovi (@Denilson de
Souza) who was in the same situation. It was either they went that day or the
Visa would be suspended. I asked one of my guys at the time (@Agui Mozino) to
go find tickets for my brother and his friend. We could not find any economy
class ticket on that day so I had to get them both first class tickets. After
all, it was an opportunity for him to make his own career in Dubai. Only 4days
later, Rotimi went back home. He explained how the lifestyle in Dubai was not
made for him. He said he wasn’t free to do what he wanted to do because it is a
strictly Muslim place. He couldn’t drink, party as much as he wanted or kiss
girls in public.
The part 3 is coming out soon and it will be about the man
that calls himself the father of the family @Kola Adebayor A.K.A Lion of Judah.
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