Yesterday I went to the Turkish vs Iceland match in Konya, Turkey. It has always been my dream to witness Turkey play and win a game in Turkey and to finally tick this off the bucket list was something truly special that words or metaphors can not explain . . . Hats off to Selcuk Inan, he truly bended it like Beckham with a turkish flair.
Although one thing I didn’t enjoy was the whistling, chanting associated with the recent attacks that occurred in Ankara, my home town and the place where my family and relatives reside.
It’s so unfortunate that 106 people passed away in hopes for a peaceful tomorrow. We don’t know why, or who it was (just yet) but irregardless innocent people have died. Instead of getting respect during the 1 minute silence that they and they’re families duly require, they instead received whistles, cheers and chants. I can’t keep my mouth shut about this … I know its about football but going to a national team is about togetherness and leaving your differences at the door. There shouldn’t be you’re Fenerbahce, Galatasaray, Besiktas, Sunni, Shia, Alevi, Turkish or Kurdish … It should be purely about the country that you’re following. For the first time in my life I was ashamed, ashamed at how stupid and ignorant we’ve all become. I don’t care what the reasons are, innocent people dying isn’t something that should be disrespected.