 Kaya De Tijani was onagably one of the very best sports journalist of his generation. That is, from the mid-1990s to about 2020, before the degenerative element, specifically, sudden loss of total memory struck him and took him out of public layer. He was not only an ace sports journalist, but he was one of Nigeria's, if not Africa's, sports archivists, with reels and pictorials of the first Nigerian national teams, barefooted or bootless matches in the United Kingdom in the late 1940s and at the dawn of the 1950s and many historic challenge corp reels. I should know because we once literally co-habited in the early 2000s in a London apartment and half of the space of his room was taken before digitalization became fashionable with stacks of VHS tapes of the greatest sporting moments of Nigerian, African and African-American sporting heroes. Indeed, BBC sports casters rented footage from him and guested him on some of their African sports shows. The TV morning show which I then co-anchored and where he had an exceedingly popular sports segment was about the most watched African and African morning show in the United Kingdom and across the European Union and the Middle East where the sky satellite TV network then covered. His incandescent football analysis style was poetically rewarded by the Super Eagles nail-bitingly emotional victory over South Africa yesterday the very day he passed into glory. Khayodetijani, good night. I am Bola Oba. Have a good evening.