dailypost.ng I am not a die hard football fan, I watch selected matches of my favorite clubs. But, a s a Nigerian, I love watching the Eagles play at major tournaments.  My patriotism was birthed in 1989 when as a little girl, I witnessed the wave of ecstasy that flooded our streets when the fantastic   Nduka Ugbade completed a remarkable comeback for Nigeria in the match between Nigeria and Soviet Union. I was too tender to appreciate the intricacies of the game, but the Chorus of GOAL and the ensuing victory songs that rang out in our neighborhood when the men in green kicked a round - rolling object into the net brought joy to my very young heart. It was the first time I ever witnessed such jubilation and joy. Many years later I got to understand what happened on that glorous day. The tale of how the  Flying Eagles were 4-0 down  at the quarter final of the 1989 FIFA World Youth Championship in Saudi Arabia but miraculously equalized 4-4 before full time and went ahead t

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