TITUS MAXWELL

Chelsea played well in the first half but in the course of the game, they became careless and less creative. Most touches Liverpool made were in the opposition ' s half. Here are some reasons likely to have made Chelsea lost the game: 1. Fatigue and tiredness.  Chelsea played two matches last week before meeting Liverpool in the EPL tie. This was seen during their pressing and lack of composure during possession. Chelsea didn't make more than 20 passes in a row without an interception. This could be a reason behind their loss. 2. Disorganised pressing. This isn't Chelsea's problem but most teams when exposed to press this way. This always leave space behind and the opponent can utilise those spaces and cause problems to you. Liverpool were composed and sticked to their play build up and punished Chelsea from the empty spaces. The introduction of Higuain at least brought proper pressing as he urged his team mates frequently to press whenever they lost possessio...

The gap between her teeth Makes her a beauty goddess And her voice,  Soft like the msondo drums. Though Mariam is not educated,  But her reasoning, like professors' Leave alone now days girls  Who reason when they see money.  Even if you give me thousand ladies Still,  I'll chose Mariam Not because of her beauty,  But she's a self-esteemed prowess.  So calm and non-vigilant Hardworking and has no time for gossiping. Even the village girls Are envious of her individuality. Mariam mastered all traditional arts Like humming softly while sweeping the compound. Also, balancing a water pot on her head Now that's my Mariam!  Mariam is a unique character In my favourite love film I won't marry any other girl For I have chosen Mariam!  Msondo - a type of drum from the Bantu communities  which releases a soft sound when hit popular in E. Africa region. 

I remember those moments just like the other day when we were united and tied to our ancestors. That chilly morning, we ran half naked to the office camp ready for the day's activity. I studied the grimy faces that stood around me burning with fear and greed to tie another knot on their ropes. Then it came my turn to face the wrath of the shining knife. I bit my lips and stayed still waiting for the monk to start the ritual. The knife fiercely landed on my young skin just in front of the girls and villagers. I moaned out loudly The crowd roared "Welcome to manhood!"