Only a fool would bet against Ingwe

What you need to know:

  • We need not be on the same pedestal with this club. We are much better than they are and sad as it may sound, they know it as such.
  • We shall win it. Anybody who bets otherwise shall be in the wrong boat. The Leopard was rained on; let the fool take it for felis catus.

A fool once saw a leopard during el ninho; the cat had been rained on so he thought it was a felis silvestris catus, that domestic mouse hunter. Little did he know it was panthera pardus, that very dangerous carnivore. We leave to your imagination what happened to him.

During the first derby, they predicted in the most foolhardy manner that our death was nigh but now they know better. They survived it by the skin of the teeth. We may be crippled at this short while; we may be looking ill; we may be at our lowest in terms of all that is well known to be hurting at the moment; we may have lost some matches but all they say are mere words... water off a duck’s back. We can lose matches in a row but our pedigree remains on the high.

The ascension of Jehovah Wanyonyi has given ignorant people a cause for yapping. He was and he is and we shall leave it as such. Teams named after sorcerers and wizards have never been a threat to us. How many times have we skinned them alive?

Leopards is not your domestic cat that you feed your leftovers... Ingwe in life itself and those who have not comprehended may be holding pre-mature celebrations and after Sunday’s tussle, they’ll wish all the wrote was lost from memory. After the heartbreak in Tanzania - where we knew they were bound to suffer anyway - their point of chest thumping has been the fluke popularly known as ‘unbeaten record’. It has become the only war cry with which they yell to hoarseness.

THEY THREATENED THEIR MANAGER

That is something very small to us and they shall hold their manhood cheap before sunset.

We meet the common adversary full of himself; frothing from the sides of the mouth, praising himself in the most shameless manner possible... we shall keep our cool and we must remind this precocious child that after Sunday afternoon, we shall teach him a lesson he must learn for life: That simulated strength has never been real strength.

We need not be on the same pedestal with this club. We are much better than they are and sad as it may sound, they know it as such. They are coming to the game after showing their weaknesses in the last game. They are coming for the derby sure of victory. We know they shall leave that stadium more depressed than they usually are.

The fear of meeting Ingwe has frayed their nerves to bits. A few days ago, even after a win, they were torching cars. They threatened their manager after a draw with some lowly club. These are potent signs of phobia.

We may have stumbled this past two seasons; we may have lost players due to the small hiccups we have faced; we may have done everything unforgivable but I have confidence that these minions we are used to cannot prevail over us. They may whistle to the stadium, we shall come quiet and crawling if need be; they may raise their defence higher that it really is, we shall only come as a team and we shall only show them our tenacity.

We shall win it. Anybody who bets otherwise shall be in the wrong boat. The Leopard was rained on; let the fool take it for felis catus.