Slot sidesteps Arsenal—points at Chelsea, whispers, “they could nick our shiny thing.”

By: Akinde S. Oluwaseun Morning presser at Kirkby. Coffee bitter, mics squeal. Arne Slot strolls in, jacket half-zipped. First question lands: “Who scares you most this season? Arsenal again?” He barely blinks. “Chelsea,” he mutters. One word, drops like a brick. Reporters trade looks. Weren’t the Blues only fourth last May? Yep. Slot shrugs. “I…

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Brighton rolls out red carpet—Super Falcons wall, Chiamaka Nnadozie, finally lands on the south-coast

By: Akinde S. Oluwaseun She walked through the tunnel, duffel slung low. Boom—doors swing. A sea of blue and white shirts, plus the odd Nigerian flag, wave like it’s carnival. Applause? Yep, loud. Somebody even tries the talking-drum rhythm; tempo’s messy, hearts in the right place. Nnadozie should have touched down weeks ago, but Morocco…

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Kate Henshaw won’t keep quiet—Phyna’s kid sis loses a leg after a Dangote-tagged truck rams through Auchi street

By: Akinde S. Oluwaseun It happened on a hot, dusty afternoon in Auchi. No warning. One minute the fresh graduate was laughing with friends, the next—screech, crash, silence. A hulking truck, said to fly the Dangote badge, tore through the lane. Driver bolted. People yelled. A lecturer in a beat-up Corolla chased him down, got…

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