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Do
The Right Thing: Honor Wannie Botoe and David Momoh; Football Legends Whose Time
Has Come
Saturday,
August 01, 2009
By
Benedict "Mama Musa" Wisseh
Those of us who follow Liberian football are often
told of the stories of today's players - Liberian-born sports’ stars,
who excel on the field internationally to make us all proud. While the stories
of Liberian professional players constitute an important part of the history of
Liberian football (soccer), there are legends such as Wannie Botoe, Gladstone
Ofori, Mass Sarr, David Momoh, Garrison Sackor, George Sackor, Josiah Johnson
and many others, whose stories perhaps, are not being told because they never
played professionally in Europe and
other parts of the world.
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They are laughed at and disregarded by us. But
they were players who played for our country and excelled on the football field
against players from other countries under conditions that were depressing. The
impressive elegance and quality of their performances, their commitment to
football, and the determination to brave those conditions that kept football
relevant in Liberia, and opened the doors for their successors to be awarded
football scholarships to study at American universities or play football
professionally, cannot and should not be ignored.
On August 25, 2006, David Momoh, one of the trailblazers and legends, died after
a protracted illness undoubtedly brought on by more than two decades of life
trapped in depressing poverty.
Momoh was not just an ordinary Liberian. He was a
legendary Liberian footballer (soccer). In football conversations, Liberians,
who saw him play remember and consider Momoh as Liberia’s greatest goalkeeper.
Others, including foreigners do not equivocate to assert that he was one of the
greatest goalkeepers who stood between the goalposts in Africa. I had a
conversation with George Sackor about Momoh in Newark, New Jersey, where he and
his brother, Garrison “Bulldozer” Sackor live.
Sackor, who played for IE, Barrolle, and the
Liberian Lone Star national team, and a teammate of Momoh in the 1960s,
told me that “David Momoh was a giant. He was so good that at the end of a
game, forwards (strikers) from the other national teams stood in line to shake
his hands. "If we did not have David Momoh in the goal, others countries
would have disgraced us. I cannot remember any game that we lost because David
Momoh played bad,” Sackor told me.
George Sackor also told me that in his days, the
best footballers were Wannie Botoe, David Momoh, and Gladstone Ofori. Mr. Sackor
continued: “I mean these three guys were way up there above us.” For the
record, Mr. Ofori, a transplanted Ghanaian came to Liberia as a young man, fell
in love with the country and never returned to Ghana. Mr. Ofori passed away in
Monrovia and was buried in an unknown grave years ago because his remains could
not be identified.
Then there is another story often told many different ways by Liberians, that
Mr. Momoh was so magnificent in goalkeeping that a professional team from
England expressed interest in securing his services. Some asserts that he
refused to go to England because “he wanted to die for his country.” Others
claim that he did not go to England because when the representatives of the team
came to Liberia to meet with Mr. Momoh, he was away on duty with the Liberian
national team. Where the truth rested was difficult for me to establish until
1976, when I had a conversation with Mr. Momoh.
In 1976, when I was a rookie footballer with Bameh, (the team with which Mr.
Momoh ended his career), I met him for the first time on the team training
ground. I was very thrilled meeting and having a long conversation with him. At
the end of our conversation, I respectfully asked him about the offer of
professional football contract for him to play in England. He told me that he
personally did not meet or talk to any English representatives to play football
in England. However, Mr. Momoh told me that an aide to the late Joseph Chesson,
then-Chairman of Sports disclosed to him that “Chesson met with some people
from England about me. But he told them that the country needed me. Nobody told
me nothing when the people were here. I knew about this after they left Liberia.
Mr. Chesson told me that the people were going to come back again, but I never
heard anything again.” But this contrived misfortune did not discourage Mr.
Momoh as he went on to play for Liberia selflessly until the 1970s, when his
body could not allow him physically to continue playing.
After his age and body blew the final whistle on his playing career, Liberia too
blew its final whistle on the relationship it had with Mr. Momoh. The
government’s sports program provided no opportunities for him to work as a
coach, team manager, or stadium manager. Unemployed and without fame, his
personal life spiraled downward. He became homeless, and people who saw and
recognized him mocked his failure and sufferings. In his shame and despair, Mr.
Momoh became a recluse and faded into obscurity.
Hopeless and desperate for solutions and
opportunities to ameliorate his sorry state, he turned to religion. But even
there he was mocked, and the solutions he sought never materialized for him. The
ugliness of life haunted and held him hostage everyday in the last 30 years of
his life.
Today, the death of David Momoh, which occurred close to three years ago, is
sadly unknown to a great number of Liberians in Monrovia where he died and was
buried. The newspapers and radio stations were generally indifferent, perhaps,
because their reporters are too young to be fascinated by the history of 1960
and 1970’s footballers. A local daily newspaper reported Mr. Momoh’s death
in a two-sentence paragraph that read: “The Ministry of Youth and Sports has
announced that David Momoh, a former goalkeeper of the Lone Stars, the Liberian
national team, died last week. He was reported to have turned down a football
contract to go to England because he wanted to play and die for his
country.”
Worse, the government of the country he committed
to die for playing football, without any financial benefits did not issue any
official proclamation on his death. Why? Undoubtedly, because David Momoh was
not a former government official about whom his family and friends will say in
tributes that “he served Liberia with honor and dedication,” or “he served
his country faithfully and tirelessly.” Service to country is also performed
by ordinary people in their unique ways in different areas of national life.
However, unlike government officials and their families in Liberia, ordinary
people do not benefit financially from their services.
The juxtaposition of Stephen Tolbert, the late Liberian Minister of Finance and
Mr. Momoh, illustrates this. Mr. Tolbert came to government from a family that
was not poor financially. However, the family was neither rich nor powerful
politically until older brother, William Tolbert, became vice president and
later president of Liberia. Stephen Tolbert, educated abroad on government
scholarship, served as Secretary of Agriculture and Commerce in the Tubman
Administration, and played a significant role in establishing the College of
Agriculture and Forestry at the University of Liberia. After leaving government,
Mr. Tolbert turned to business and relatively did good.
Stephen Tolbert did not do well to become the
millionaire that he had contrived to be in his imagination. However, the
opportunity came for him in 1971, when his brother ascended to the presidency
and appointed him minister of finance. As minister of finance and using the
authority of the office, Stephen Tolbert, who was supposed to serve Liberia with
“honor and dedication,” deliberately violated every conflict of interest
stipulation. He became an obnoxious bully, and using all sorts of threats and
intimidations took over the businesses of his competitors and became a
multimillionaire in less than three years.
Conversely, David Momoh, was born into a poor family and poorly educated to be
appointed to a government position in which he would have served Liberia. But,
his service to Liberia was made as a footballer. In foreign countries, he and
his colleagues defended Liberia’s honor on the football field. Domestically,
he played in football tournaments organized and sponsored by the Liberian
government to improve Liberia’s diplomatic relations with other countries, and
for raising funds for government projects. The Israeli Cup, Nehru Cup, and UTA
Cup tournaments were respectively held to serve the interests of Liberia’s
relations with Israel, India, and France.
These tournaments were held every year for more
than twenty years, and raised substantial amounts in millions of dollars, a
penny of which was never given to Mr. Momoh. Stories are told of players who
suffered serious injuries in those tournaments and abandoned by the Liberian
football authority to care for themselves. In 1972, David Momoh participated in
another government-sanctioned football tournament organized to raise money for
"Rally Time." The tournament raised thousands of dollars and
catapulted its chairman, an unknown local lawyer named C. Cecil Dennis, Jr.,
into national prominence before his appointment as foreign minister. Was there a
coincidence?
Based on what the respective backgrounds of the two men revealed, it is without
doubt that financially Mr. Tolbert benefited enormously via unabashed illegal
and corrupt means, from serving in government. Yet, when he died tragically in
1975, he was given a state funeral and praised by relatives and friends as a
“great patriot who selflessly dedicated himself to the greater good of
Liberia.” To make him a permanent present, a statue of him stands at the
entrance of a low-cost housing estate that carries his name in Gardnerville. But
for David Momoh, who sacrificed and braved serious injuries to his body to raise
money for government projects, no such honor and encomiums came his way when he
died. Undoubtedly, had he served in government as minister, even with an
unscrupulous background, the Liberian government would have showered him with
commendations. So, the question for every Liberian is how do we honor David
Momoh and his kind?
In Liberia, the passage of time has a way of eroding our memory to rectify
errors of national significance. The current Liberian administration and
legislature, which witnessed the death and burial of David Momoh, have now the
moral responsibility to distinguish themselves from their predecessors in how
they see football players. In our history, no footballer has been honored with a
street or football field carrying his name.
Everything has been for and about politicians and
their families. In Liberia, we have two football fields named respectively after
Antoinette Tubman and Samuel Doe, two people whose respective families benefited
financially from government.
In Ghana, the famous Kumasi Football Stadium has
been renamed Baba Yara Football Stadium to honor the country’s greatest
footballer. In Nigeria, football fields around the country are being renamed
after great players. In Liberia, we must not stand on the periphery and watch
other countries make history. The time has come for the current Liberian
administration and legislature to rename the Samuel Doe Stadium and Antoinette
Tubman Stadium after Wannie Botoe and David Momoh respectively.
In our history, football has been a national
pastime, and as a result it provides social therapy for Liberians. For example,
during the sixteen years of national madness, it was only around football that
Liberians found sanity and happiness and accepted each other. Had David Momoh,
Wannie Botoe, Galdstone Ofori, George Sackor, Jackson Weah, Garrison Sackor,
Mass Sarr, Monkey Brown, and others not sacrificed to keep football relevant in
its embryonic stage and make it a national pastime, would there have been
anything that united us during the years of the civil war? For this, the best
way for us to honor David Momoh and his kind is to name football fields after
them.
Benedict "Mama Musa"
Wisseh, a former star player of the Liberian Lone Star National Team, and
Invisible Eleven (IE), lives in New York. He can be reached at NWisseh14@aol.com.
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