I had an uncle, very rich with a wife to envy and money to burn.
He was revered in whatever he did, his businesses, career, the way he raised his children...
When we grew up, he was the role model, we were told to be like him. The successful man that brought our village to the forefront in society.
That is the story of his life, a man of substance and a life well lived.
Sadly, my uncle, his wife and two children died in a car accident a year ago, and he left behind one three year old baby to take care of his legacy.
It was a desperately sad story, one that I shed a tear to every time I remember about.
And it kind of reminds me of AFC Leopards this year.
We have been the club that everyone envies.
The money has been there, the support, the success on the pitch, the good humoured coach. Things have been perfect, or close to anyway.
Hope is eternal
Sadly, we have crashed to the ground in spectacular fashion.
The losses on the pitch have been caused by upheaval off it. We have been victims of our own success if you like.
Now, we do not know where we will end up. We are not sure of our destiny.
But most importantly, we have hope.
However small it may be, we have hope of doing something great.
Cling on it
The story of my uncle ended there and then, but hope is eternal. He died, but left someone behind to take care of what he built. His name and hard-work will not go down in vain.
There is hope.
AFC Leopards too, have hope left, be it as small as a speck in the wind, it is still there.
There is still a chance at life, we are still in the reckoning and we can still win the title. I will stick to that assessment up to the final whistle.
I will cling to it and believe that we will at the end of the day be champions, like we have deserved to be.
Hope is eternal.