Emmanuel Adebayor Reveals More Dirty Secrets On His Brother Rotimi Adebayor
startling revelation about his family recently took to
his facebook page this afternoon to shed more light
on his rocky relationship with one of his brothers,
Rotimi Adebayor pictured with him above. What he
wrote below…
Here is another part of the story I have kept inside
since. Today I feel the constant need to let it out. If I
share my stories, it is because I believe every story
comes with a lesson. And the lesson is for anyone
that is reading this. This is about a brother who
keeps saying today that I am not a good support for
our family. His name is Rotimi Adebayor. At the age
of 13, he did something very bad. He and I know
what he did. Because of that our parents had to send
him to a village far from the big city.
When I started to be successful in football and I went
to Togo for vacation; at that time one of my mother's
friend came from the village to visit us. As she
explained how Rotimi was suffering in the village, I
immediately asked them to bring him back into the
city.
As soon as he came back, I made sure I put him in
school. For me that is normal. In 2002, I went to play
the AFCON in Mali and I had the huge privilege to
swap my shirt with Marc-Vivien Foé. May his soul
rest in peace. When I got back to Togo, I put that shirt
in a secure place. My brother found a way to steal
that shirt and sold it. When I moved from Metz to
Monaco, we reached an advanced stage in the
Champions League and we played against Real
Madrid. It was one of most beautiful day of my life
because I was lucky enough to get a signed shirt
from the football legend Zinedine Zidane. As I
brought that shirt back to Togo, my brother still
found a way to steal that shirt and sold it. When I was
in Metz, I was earning about €15,000 a month. I
wanted to get something unique for my mom to
thank her for all she did for me. I wanted to make her
happy.
So I decided to take an amount worth 3 months of
my wages and I bought her a Cartier neckless for
about €45,000. Rotimi and his friends Akim(@Yam
Freedom) and Tao (@Sao Tao Oyawole) made a plan
and stole that precious neckless. They sold it for
about €800. When my mom and I found out, my
mother asked me not to bother because he is the
younger brother. Despite the situation, I would like to
take this same occasion to wish all the mothers out
there a Happy Mother's Day! .And the lesson is for
anyone that is reading this.
This is about a brother who keeps saying today that I
am not a good support for our family. His name is
Rotimi Adebayor. At the age of 13, he did something
very bad. He and I know what he did. Because of that
our parents had to send him to a village far from the
big city. When I started to be successful in football
and I went to Togo for vacation; at that time one of
my mother's friend came from the village to visit us.
As she explained how Rotimi was suffering in the
village, I immediately asked them to bring him back
into the city. As soon as he came back, I made sure I
put him in school. For me that is normal.
In 2002, I went to play the AFCON in Mali and I had
the huge privilege to swap my shirt with Marc-Vivien
Foé. May his soul rest in peace.
When I got back to Togo, I put that shirt in a secure
place. My brother found a way to steal that shirt and
sold it. When I moved from Metz to Monaco, we
reached an advanced stage in the Champions League
and we played against Real Madrid. It was one of
most beautiful day of my life because I was lucky
enough to get a signed shirt from the football legend
Zinedine Zidane. As I brought that shirt back to Togo,
my brother still found a way to steal that shirt and
sold it.
When I was in Metz, I was earning about €15,000 a
month. I wanted to get something unique for my
mom to thank her for all she did for me. I wanted to
make her happy. So I decided to take an amount
worth 3 months of my wages and I bought her a
Cartier neckless for about €45,000. Rotimi and his
friends Akim(@Yam Freedom) and Tao (@Sao Tao
Oyawole) made a plan and stole that precious
neckless. They sold it for about €800. When my mom
and I found out, my mother asked me not to bother
because he is the younger brother.
Despite the situation, I would like to take this same
occasion to wish all the mothers out there a Happy
Mother's Day!
In my house, I have a storage room where I keep
some of my belongings when I travel back to Europe.
I am the only one with that key but my brother
managed to get a master key that was able to open
every single door in the house. He frequently stole
drinks and other items from that room.
After all this we kept saying "blood is thicker than
water" and we moved on. Therefore, I decided to take
him where I started my football in France. I brought
him to a great football academy in France. You
already know how this story ended. He stole
cellphones from many of his teammates and they
sacked him from the football academy. By the way,
after I published the first story about him, he called
me to say that he did not steal exactly 21 phones. He
claimed that the number was lower than that. Still…Is
that acceptable? He also added that I should be
happy that he stole drinks and other items from my
storage room. I asked him why and he replied:
"Because I am your brother".
Jacques Songo'o who is now a retired Cameroonian
footballer also had his son in the academy and he
was a good friend of Rotimi. Let me add that he was
part of my development as a footballer and he
always gave me good advices. I was in Togo on my
days off when Songo'ocalled me; he sounded very
angry. He explained to me how my brother stole his
son's PSP. When I asked my brother why he did that,
he argued that he forgot it in his bag. How can you
forget someone else's device in your bag and travel
with it from France to Togo? Since that day, my
relationship with Songo'o changed and he has
become pretty distant with me and my family.
I was still in Monaco when I decided to collect all
football boots from my teammates so I could give
them to people in Africa. I had a huge bag full of
shoes. I brought that bag to Togo. A few days after
when I decided to give the boots out to the people in
need, I noticed the bag full of boots disappeared.
Later on, I found out that my brother was the one
who stole the bag and went to sell the shoes in
Hedzranawoé (famous public market in Togo).
One day, my mom called me early in the morning
when I was still in bed. She told me that Rotimi has
gotten a Visa to go to Dubai so he can play football
out there. He had to leave that day with his friend
Kodjovi (@Denilson de Souza) who was in the same
situation. It was either they went that day or the Visa
would be suspended. I asked one of my guys at the
time (@Agui Mozino) to go find tickets for my brother
and his friend.
We could not find any economy class ticket on that
day so I had to get them both first class tickets. After
all, it was an opportunity for him to make his own
career in Dubai. Only 4days later, Rotimi went back
home. He explained how the lifestyle in Dubai was
not made for him. He said he wasn't free to do what
he wanted to do because it is a strictly Muslim place.
He couldn't drink, party as much as he wanted or kiss
girls in public.
The part 3 is coming out soon and it will be about the
man that calls himself the father of the family @Kola
Adebayor A.K.A Lion of Judah.
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