Growing up with two mothers

One day in 1987, my father came home and confessed to his wife Danièle that he had a son in the Ivory Coast. That son was me. Danièle and my father had met in Brussels a few years earlier, but their encounter occurred only a few months before Danièle left Belgium to move to Switzerland.…

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Why I will always support Wenger

When I was 15-years old, Arsenal gave me the opportunity to trial with their pros. For a week, I trained with the club’s first team and also participated in a friendly game (it was Robert Pires first game back after a long convalescence). After the game, Arsène Wenger spoke to me. He told me that…

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