Emmanuel Adebayor just shared another epistle on
his Facebook page this
morning detailing how his elder brother Kola
squandered the opportunity of
becoming a recognized footballer in Germany and
how he tried helping him
become something in life to no avail. He wrote that
his family members have
started writing letters to his club and radio
stations. Read what he wrote
below...

If I decide to bring out the Part 3 today, it is
because my brother @Kola
Adebayor and my other siblings have decided to
talk about our family
issues on social medias, through letters to my club,
radios…I could write
an autobiography and sell it but I decided to share
with you here.
25 years ago, my big older brother Kola went to
Germany and he became
the hope of our family. We all thought he could
change the way we were
living. Years after he left Togo, we still had no
electricity and no phones.
If he wanted to talk to us, he would call the Atlantic
Hotel that was very
close to our house. We would then run to the hotel
reception and talk to
him.

When I got the opportunity to go play football in
France for the first time, we
needed money to for the flight tickets and other
expenses. My brother was
nowhere to be found. Only God knows what he was
doing in Germany.
When I arrived in France, I did all the paperwork
with my team and they allowed
me to stay in the academy. A few months later, my
brother wanted to come
visit me. I was running out of money and I was
living at the academy.
Therefore, I had to borrow money so I could pay
for his hotel. At that time, my
teammate Sega N’diaye from Cameroon was kind
enough to lend me some
money. I also had to borrow some more money
because I had to give my
brother some money for his trip back to Germany.
Keep in mind he is my older
brother.

A couple years later, things started to get better.
Thank God, I signed a contract
with Metz. Since then, my brother would contact
me whenever it was time to
pay his bills. Sometimes, he would say his son is
sick… I had to get used to all
this.
Again, I was lucky enough to get an offer from
Monaco and I signed for the
football club. One day, Kola and the late Peter
Adebayor came to visit me in
Monaco. My two brothers did not let me know they
were coming. Someone said
“blood is thicker than water” so I took them in.
They arrived early in the
morning and I was on my way to training. When I
came back home, we had a
discussion and they wanted to start a car
business. Obviously, it involves a lot
of money. I told them that I could help them out as
soon as I get paid next. At
that time, Thierry Mangwa was staying in my
apartment because he was
struggling with some personal issues and needed
a place to stay. One day, I
came back from training and he was crying. He
never told me why. My brothers
could also not explain. Another day, one of my
friends Padjoe came to visit me
and as he was leaving the house, I believe I
offered him about €500. My brother
Kola noticed that and was very upset. He was
trying to understand why I gave
my friend some money right away but not him. My
reason was very simple; the
money he (Kola) needed was a huge amount of
money that I did not carry in
my house. We went on and had an argument about
it.

Another day, after training…I was very tired and
decided to go take a nap. I
woke up and a knife was held to my throat. As I
opened my eyes, both of my
brothers were there. They were shouting and they
claimed that I was wasting
their time. Peter was going mad and Kola was
supporting. I asked them: “Is
this the only way to solve this issue? I yes, then
kill me and take the money”.
It’s only at that moment that he put the knife down.
After all this, I found a
way out of my own apartment and I called my
parents. My mom suggested that
I call the police. That was the only way for me to
get back into my house
safely… I had training the next day, by the way. So
I did what my mom said.
Police came and they settled down. Again, “blood
is thicker than water”, so I let
it go. A few days after, Peter went to visit one of
Kola’s friends in Paris. That
means I was left in the house with Kola; for my
own safety, I found a way to
get him the money as soon as I could. Only God
knows how much I gave him
that day.

A few months after all this, I went back to Togo
and I was surprised when my
mom started to ask me why I called the police on
my brothers, she continued
and said I am the bad person in the family. That is
another story I will leave for
later…
Every time I went back home, everyone kept
asking me why my brother never
visited after all these years. Immediately, I
organized a flight for him and he
came back to visit the family, at my own expenses.
On April 22nd 2005, we received some bad news. I
received a call and they
announced that my father passed away. I was
devastated. I called my big
brother and told him that we all have to be there.
Again I made sure there was
a flight ticket ready for him. We all went back
home and I took care of
everything. A long time before my dad died, he was
in the hospital one day and
he asked me to make sure his funeral is not a
moment of sadness. He wanted
us to celebrate his life. I leave it to God to decide if
the funeral I organized for
my dad was what he wanted. The man who calls
himself the “big man” in the
family did not contribute to anything. But he still
has the boldness to say I do
not take care of this family.
In 2006, I had another big opportunity to go play for
Arsenal. Since then, my
brother has started to come up with series of false
accusations against me.

On July 22nd, 2013 sad news hit us in the family.
My brother Peter Adebayor
passed away. His death was sad and I was
affected by it. One thing I find
difficult to swallow today is that Kola was accusing
me of Peter’s death. He is
saying that the shop I opened for Peter was not
good enough. He kept texting
saying that my career would be destroyed. I did
everything for Peter when he
was alive, I brought him to Metz, and Monaco with
me. What can Kola say that
he has done for Peter? Nothing. The man did not
even show up at the funeral
even after all the money I sent for the trip back
home.
He is saying that I also made my mom suffer, but
he forgot that when he was
in Germany, at some point I was the one always
by my mom’s side. As soon as
I started to make a living with football, I did
everything you could imagine for
our mom. That is normal. But my brother is never
satisfied. He said I bought a
shitty car for my mom. Why can’t he buy a better
one? All I want from him is to
take his responsibilities. Since I am not doing it
right, he should show the
example as a big brother. He has been in Germany
for more than 20 years, but
he never brought our mother there to visit. Even to
go back home for a visit is
another struggle. All he keeps saying is that my
father said I should build a
house for each one of them. I don’t think my father
said that. Does that even
make sense for him or anyone? As a big brother,
he is supposed to be doing all
that I am doing for the family. He should stop hiding
and take his
responsibilities. When he came to Europe, he was
young enough to become a
football player too. Anyways, some people are
drivers here but they are able to
take care of their families. They even bring their
parents and other family
members. Why has he not done anything like that
but he keeps talking? As a
matter fact, he should at least bring Rotimi, Bidemi
or his own son Aziz here
before talking about “taking care of the family”.
Actions are louder than
speeches.

A lot of people are saying that I never went to
school, but they forget that it is
because we could not afford it. I never blamed my
parents for that. But thank
God, today I am able to speak more than 3
languages and I can send my
daughter to school. I am proud of that. People can
accuse me for not going to
school, but in the end it is all about who you
become and what you teach
yourself. It is also about what life teaches you and
what you learn from it.
Many times I wanted to give up. Ask my sister
Iyabo Adebayor how many times
I have called and was ready to commit suicide? I
kept these stories for years…
But If I die, no one would know my story, no one
would learn from it… Some
people say I should keep these stories private, but
someone has to sacrifice
himself; someone has to talk about it. I know
people would relate to my story
and others would learn from it. For every one who
knows me, I’d do anything
for my country and my people.
Final message from the younger brother to the
older brother: Quit Smoking and
Quit Drinking. That was my story



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Aaaww such a horrible story .... Ppol are willing to kill juz to get money tat they dnt deserved it...

Mehn, this Guy is going nuts.

Hmmmm... Family matter...

what kind of a brother is dat?! life sha

Ohmo dis family na war ohh. Adebayor no vex.

Ungrateful family members