Good morning, everyone.
The joy of last weekend’s derby win is already behind us. The scramble for results continue, and with so many clubs trapped in this relegation mess, every matchday now becomes an anxious exercise in checking scores and watching the table twist itself into new looks. Positions will keep rising and falling until the final weeks, and for Enyimba, that is a reality no one ever imagined.
This is unfamiliar territory. It is unwanted territory. And for a club of Enyimba’s stature, it is deeply humiliating territory. I honestly wonder what the final few weeks of this season will feel like emotionally, because even now it is exhausting enough. We clearly need more than just maximum points at home, and the painful truth is that we nearly threw away points even in the derby we just won. That alone tells its own story. Maybe we are not as serious a club as we have always been made out to be.
Sometimes I think about all the people who have contributed to this mess, and in the quiet of my mind, I curse the day they became attached to this club. Maybe we are paying for our sins. Maybe this is some kind of football punishment for the way this club has handled players, staff, and key decisions over the years. Maybe this is what happens when dysfunction is allowed to grow unchecked and standards are slowly abandoned.
I think about those home games played behind closed doors, most of which we failed to win. I think about how costly poor leadership and careless behavior can be. It only takes one reckless and uncultured individual to drag a whole club into unnecessary punishment and leave everyone else paying the price.
I think about Kanu Nwankwo, and I think about legacy. Nobody will care how many league titles were won in the past if Enyimba gets relegated under his watch. That is the brutal truth. History is not a shield when the present is this bad.
And that is what makes this whole thing even harder to stomach: the number of points Enyimba have carelessly left on the table. How do you fail to beat Kun Khalifat over two legs when they themselves are among the favourites to go down? How do you drop points against sides like Barau FC and Warri Wolves and still expect to sit comfortably in the league? It is shameful to think that Enyimba would not even be in this position if they had simply done their job in those matches.
Then there is Stanley Eguma, who set the tone for this mess with football that was as poor as it was uninspiring. What came after him did not improve matters. If anything, those who followed only found fresh ways to drag an already sinking ship even lower. One bad decision gave way to another, and now the club is living with the consequences.
And I pan my thoughts back again to Kanu.
A man whose decorated playing career once commanded universal respect now means something entirely different to Enyimba fans. Right now, many supporters want him nowhere near the club. His reign has become a portrait of ineptitude, poor judgment, and naivety. If this ends in disaster, his name will not be remembered here with affection. It will be remembered with bitterness.
Yes, we are not relegated yet. And yes, maybe we will still escape it. But for a club like Enyimba, this is not just a bad season. It is an indictment.
‘EnyimbaEnyi.
