All the big clubs lined up: Manchester United, PSG, Milan, Juventus — even Al-Hilal showed up with a golden tray full of cash and incense.
They all tried to win Osimhen's heart.
And his answer?
No. No. And absolutely not.
So… why?
That's where the story takes a strange, almost romantic twist.
Osimhen, standing on his balcony, heartbroken, surrounded by thoughts of betrayal and lost dreams…
Suddenly, a bird flew in.
Not just any bird — a bird from Istanbul.
Galatasaray.
He entered like a sultan on horseback, with dramatic Turkish music in the background.
With one swing, he knocked out all the other suitors and opened his arms wide.
And Osimhen?
He leapt into them — like it was the final scene of a Turkish love story.
Hearts flew, sparkles sparkled… and up in the clouds, Maradona watched with a soft smile, as if to say:
"Ah… love still exists in football."
Now, I don’t know if Galatasaray actually signed him or if this is just another wild cartoon idea from my sketchbook…
But one thing is clear:
Sometimes, love wins over logic — even in football.
