Good day, everyone.
Someone recently mentioned to me that Enyimba now sits dangerously close to the relegation zone. I laughed it off—until I checked for myself. Well, it turns out that losing game after game at home (let’s not even talk about away matches) does come with consequences. If you think we’re immune to relegation, well, you might be living under a rock.
Apart from Rangers and, well, Abia Warriors, Enyimba is the only club in this axis that has never been relegated. And as someone who has followed this league for years, let me educate you: losing your home matches is the fastest way to apply for relegation. And right now, Enyimba is filling out that application in capital letters.
This club is being run straight into the ground. The ignoramuses at the helm have absolutely no vision, and it shows. Since this administration took over, the club has recorded zero—zilch—none—progress. This is not new information. My job here is simply to keep sounding the alarm.
I recently came across a post written by some hungry characters on the payroll of the so-called Sporting Director. The aim was to exonerate him and paint him as the lone “professional” in the middle of all this chaos.
The sheer stupidity of that narrative is baffling.
Ifeanyi Ekwueme’s contribution to this carnage deserves its own month-long series, but frankly, I have better things to do with my time.
It was Ekwueme who supervised the current player recruitment. Aside from Kalu Nweke, Joseph Atule, and Eze Pinto, not a single one of those players would walk into any other NPFL side. But this is what Enyimba has become under the guidance of our very “professional” Sporting Director.
And then there’s the Stanley Eguma situation.
It was Ekwueme who picked up the phone and dragged Eguma here—at a time when every sane club in this country had moved on from him. Not only did he bring him in, he handed him a contract so messy that the club is now struggling to untangle itself from it.
For days now, Enyimba has already hired a new coach but is scared to announce him because Eguma’s exit package hasn’t been resolved. The questions write themselves:
What exactly is in this contract?
Does the contract even exist in the first place?
Does anyone at the club have a copy of whatever Eguma signed?
And if yes, why has this dragged on for this long?
A Management with zero revenue ideas is now running around like headless chickens, begging and scraping to pay bills. Injured players can’t get their surgeries funded. Welfare is the worst in the league. So what exactly do these people manage? Why do they sit in Management positions if all they do is wait for Alex Otti’s monthly handout?
And this—all of this—is the legacy of our very professional Sporting Director. A recruitment disaster. A managerial circus. A contract mess no one can explain. A club drifting toward relegation while those responsible write glowing PR releases about themselves.
What an embarrassment.
