As said by Jerome Ogolla the hoof eater
You know of any Triza? Are you aware that these are the same people who were known as Teresa or Teresia, a few years ago before Msamaria Mwema saved them from weeding arrow roots in Emanyulia by brining them to the city?
Although he had a wife called Teresa, this post isn’t about any Triza, but Kenya’s marathon sensation, Samuel Wanjiru, who died under mysterious circumstances in 2011, in his Nyahururu home.
In 2008, despite having began the race with dozens of athletes, Wanjiru returned alone to the 90k capacity Beijing Stadium, also known as the bird’s nest, to win Kenya’s first ever Olympic medal in the race and to break the championship record.
Wanjiru had won gold in London, Chicago, Rotterdam and other marathons. The athlete who left Kenya for Japan on a sports scholarship in his teens, had also won various races in the country. He died after a ‘fall from the balcony’ in his Nyahururu home.
Was it a push or an accident or a suicide? The country was never told and will never be told. Even the judicial inquest formed to probe the matter wound up its work before finding out the exact circumstances under which the athlete died. Like Robert Ouko, the slain foreign affairs minister, the death remains a mystery.
On the fateful night, Wanjiru brought in a barmaid called Nduta, an act which didn’t please his wife Teresa who was at home. As the two fought for the ‘gun’, Wanjiru sat down relaxing.
Moments latter, Wanjiru is alleged to have leaped from the balcony to the concrete slab but the autopsy report wasn’t consistent with this theory as he had died of injuries on the back of his head.
The two ladies wouldn’t have conspired to kill him, because having fought for the ‘gun’ there were nltbin terms and couldn’t agree on anything. Possibly, one did. But who?
They both recorded statementamd kept changing the story. At the end of the day, Wanjiru’s death became statistics, another unresolved murder. Of course someone didn’t want the country to know the truth, and seems he/she succeeded.
He died young, at 24. Maybe we’d be having two Kipchoge’s now, winning everything.
Good morning my fellow Hoof-Eaters