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Sharuko On Saturday SEVEN months ago we said GOODBYE, kissed each other on the cheek and walked away into the sunset, followed by lengthy shadows and eventually darkness. It was over! It’s still over, the romance which the SOS blog gave us, the bond which it created, the love which it provided and the fun […]

Sharuko On Saturday FOR our resident sangoma, there was only one way for us to win, probably the biggest game in the history of our football club. We had to play the game on our pitch. The problem was that we had been drawn away from home. The ZIFA Cup had thrown us the battle […]

Sharuko On Saturday I WASN’T supposed to be at Sanyati Baptist High School in 1988. I had chosen Cranborne High School, for my A-Level studies, simply because my uncle, who was a commando, always talked about this school, and suburb, whenever he came back home. But, after all my hometown colleagues — Solomon Banda and […]

Sharuko On Saturday THREE years ago, I revealed that had I not become a journalist, it’s very likely I would have ended up being either a Baptist preacher, or a songwriter. One with a bias towards gangsters’ rap music. Of course, I would never have become a rapper because the gift of a voice, which […]

Sharuko On Saturday I EXPECTED there would be a reaction, predictably an explosion of emotions, possibly a wave of dejection and probably a sense of deflation. Of course, I didn’t expect a standing ovation. What I was absolutely sure about was that there would certainly be a whole lot of questions. I knew it would […]

Sharuko On Saturday ON Thursday, the Queen died – bringing the curtain down on the second Elizabethan era, in which she ruled, longer than any other monarch, in British history. Her final duty, of her seven decades of public service, was to pass the British Premiership baton to Liz Truss, on Tuesday, just two days […]

Sharuko On Saturday EXCEPT for the minor sideshow brought about by a controversial conversation over the colour of the tracksuits donated to CAPS United by a Good Samaritan, it was generally quiet on the domestic football front this week. Of course, I understand the frustration, among true fans of the Green Machine, on the occasions […]

Sharuko On Saturday FOR many fans, it was the day African football finally came of age. This was our finest hour, the moment our beautiful game arrived on the gates of the palace where greatness resides. The day world football started counting us as part of the family, acknowledging our transformation from being punching bags […]

Sharuko On Saturday THE huge banner carried a simple yet very powerful, and even poetic, message of love – ‘TAUYA KUZOONA TAUYA’. At the fortress called Vietnam, the stand which used to represent the bastion of loyalty to the Dynamos badge, the banner became a common sight. For about two to three years, it flew […]

Sharuko On Saturday A VIDEO, a simple amateur recording, a boy, a simple ghetto lad, a conversation, a simple discussion about football. The setting isn’t spectacular, the background tells a story — one of poverty, one where nothing is given and everything has to be earned. But, for all its poverty, it’s a place exploding […]

Sharuko On Saturday THE Derby Is Dead, Long Live The Derby! The memories are mind blowing, EIGHT goals one day in 1984 in a Chibuku Cup semi-final –  three for the Chunga brothers, two for Max Makanza one for Edward Katsvere. They used to call him Twinkletoes. That was back in an era when TOES […]

Sharuko On Saturday I HAVE always had an attachment with Kenyan football and it’s not because of anything special, which these Wise Men from the East, have done in this game. After all, everyone knows, with all due respect to my colleagues Collins Okinyo and Francis Gaitho, theirs isn’t a football country. It’s a beautiful nation […]

Sharuko On Saturday SOMEHOW, fate had to call time on this beautiful romance, this extraordinary alliance, which went the full distance, when the clock struck 12 years. In our collective silence, we read his farewell message, digested every word he wrote, each of them a brutal reminder of what we were losing, after a dozen […]

Sharuko on Saturday DURING my days in college, I used to be quite nomadic — switching from one place to another and moving from one suburb to the other. My late old man was so desperate for his kid to have a proper education and, despite the obvious challenges which a mine worker faced, he […]

Sharuko on Saturday AS kids, growing up in a world distinctly different from the one we live in today, Western movies were a huge part of our entertainment menu. It’s like what the fantasy world of World Wrestling Entertainment is to our children today. We didn’t have the Internet, we didn’t have Netflix, we didn’t […]