March 3, 2021
Message to Tiger Woods
Posted by Ambassador T. Brikins
I was in my
early twenties. I went partying with my boy friends. We drank many bottles of
beer mixed with a local Nigerian dry gin known variously as ‘illicit gin’ ‘ogogoro’, ‘akpetachi’, ‘number
1’, ‘ push- me- I- push- you’,’sapele water’.
Time to go home. I climbed into the Honda Civic car driver's seat with a mountainous self confidence inflated by the mixed spirits & with no strapped seat belt on & drove off. I tuned the radio & the number one selling music @ the time "sincro system” by maestro king Sunny Ade consumed the interior of the car. We sang along, clapping our palms along & stomping our feet on the car floor along. Well, did we sing along or shouted along? Our babel of inharmonious music expressing our high spirited state. But not for long.