Olympian Etim Bassey, a former weightlifter, who represented Nigeria at
the Los Angeles 1984 Olympics, reports Idris Adesina.
plying the Addo-Badore road, knows a middle-aged man, who constantly
appears on the road with a shovel – from the Market Bus Stop to the end
of the road in Badore – filling potholes, directing traffic and packing
sand from the drainage beside the road to give way to a free flow of
water along the road.
trousers, black rain boots, and a woven wool cap, Bassey told our
correspondent his life journey.
Rivers State, Bassey grew up in the Lafiaji area of Lagos after his
parents relocated from his hometown when he was very young. He fell in
love with weightlifting after seeing some youths in his area lifting the
felt I could do it. From Lafiaji, I would come to the National Stadium
in Surulere and that was where I learnt weightlifting better,” Bassey
told our correspondent during the week.
Sports Festival in 1982 in the old Bendel State from where he was
invited to the national team after winning gold.
the 1984 Olympic Games in Los Angeles at the age of 18, has grappled
with living like a destitute for close to five years in the Ajah area of
Lagos State since he returned abruptly to the country from the USA.
finished fifth in the Super-heavyweight category, Bassey snatched 155kg
for Nigeria but could not finish as he tore a muscle in his leg during
his attempt at 180kg in the clean and jerk.
career after he was neglected by the country and his fast descent down
to his current level began. Before the 1984 Olympics, Bassey had won a
bronze medal for Nigeria in the 1982 Commonwealth Games in Brisbane,
Bus Stop along the Addo-Badore road, Bassey who is known by his
nickname ‘Iron Bar’ in the area, told our correspondent about the
believe that I could get injured in such a manner. I had failed at 160kg
after I snatched 155kg to finish fifth on the table. I was hoping to
make up for it in the clean and jerk. I wanted an Olympic medal badly to
boost my career,” an emotional Bassey told our correspondent.
400kg in training and I was determined to do something close to that in
Los Angeles. But it was not to be. I had lifted the weight and was about
to get up from the squat when I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I dropped
the weight and couldn’t continue.”
return to the country, a scan revealed he had torn a couple of muscles
in his right leg and needed an expensive surgery to be able to walk
returned from Los Angeles. The scan revealed that I needed a surgery to
be done as soon as possible or else I might not walk again. The
federation then failed to talk about it again but fortunately, I had
some money from my sponsorship from Adidas.
couldn’t imagine myself being paralysed. The surgery was not done in
Nigeria and it took all my savings. In September 1985, I returned to Los
Angeles for the surgery and it was successful.”
1985 to enable him to recuperate from his injury after the surgery but
fate had another plan for him.
menial jobs to keep himself together before he met an American lady, who
later became his wife. The marriage was blessed with two female
months but I overstayed after it expired. It was a tough time because I
had to avoid trouble while trying to find my feet again. Fortunately I
met a lady who later became my wife,” he said.
of completing his documentation to obtain his US citizenship. His wife
refused to assent to some of his documents and he was denied the Green
going fine for me until late in 2003 when I was about to complete
documentation for me to be able to obtain my American citizenship. My
wife refused to sign and in the aftermath, we got separated and I was
left in the cold again.
in the know – till date. They are doing fine and I still speak to them.
One of them is in the US Navy. In the aftermath of the problem, I
returned to Nigeria in 2004.”
hometown because I had left there since I was very young. Lagos was the
place I was very familiar with. All along while I was in the US, I never
left sports. I kept training to keep fit but I avoided strenuous
weights to avoid a recurrence of my injury.
club in Victoria Island after I returned in 2004 but I couldn’t cope
with it for a long time, so I left after some months.”
from hand to mouth from the proceeds of menial jobs he does. He works as
a labourer at construction sites and does the odd plumbing job to feed
himself. It was learnt that he also works as a security man for a plaza,
which pays him a pittance.
about where he lived but according to residents around the area, who
spoke with our correspondent, he has no definite place to lay his head –
he is homeless.
in this area now. He sleeps anywhere he finds. I have often seen him at
a shed close to the sand mining site on this road. At times he sleeps
in some buildings at Oke Ira but he is always on this road, repairing
the potholes and clearing the gutters,” a resident, Emeka Oriakwu, said.
the Addo-Badore road in 2014. As early as 5am – sometimes earlier – he
could be seen on the road with his shovel packing stones and sand into
the pot holes.
after his encounter with an old woman, who suffered as a result of the
endless traffic on the road.
this humanitarian work on this road. I resolved to start doing it
because I was moved by the plight of the road users.
the Ajah Bus Stop and I was left with only N100. The traffic was very
heavy and the tricycles were charging quite exorbitant prices. The
traffic was caused by a big pothole at one of the junctions – the
drivers were avoiding it and as such they slowed down which in turn
caused the traffic to build up.
old woman who was sweating with her load. I asked her why she was
trekking and she said she couldn’t afford the price. I helped her with
her load and after that day, I decided to fix the portion of the road to
ease the stress of the people using it.”
holes but they easily get washed away by the rain. So I had to start
buying the stones, which are more durable, with my money. When I
approached the sellers for some stones to use for the work, they
refused. I told them the work is voluntary but they insist that I have
to pay for the stones. I pay between N3,000 and N4,000 to get the
stones. At times, I pack stones from construction sites to fill the
holes,” he said.
started recognising my efforts but that didn’t stop me. Some of the
drivers greet when they pass by while others give me some money. But the
money isn’t the main goal of this work; the sight of free-flowing
traffic every day is enough fulfilment for me.”
once, you will never pray to see it again. It had proved problematic
until about two years ago when Iron Bar began this work he is doing,”
the policeman said.
it without any remuneration and for that long period of time. We are two
traffic wardens on this road but when the traffic becomes tough as
early as 6am, I will be at a junction while Iron Bar mans the second
junction and we direct the traffic till it eases.
because he hardly talks about himself. He is always around smiling at
everyone and once in a while, the road users give him some money for his
his way soonest to ease his sufferings but Bassey said he had given up
hope on any help from the government.
Solaja, said, “This man is selfless and perseverant. I never knew he was
such an important person since he began this road work more than two
years ago. People used to think he is mentally ill but we now know
better. He starts work here as early as 3am sometimes – especially when
the rains have washed away the pothole fillings overnight. He deserves
to be employed by the government because he has done even more than a
government employee would do.”
help from the government because I know that I am not the first
ex-athlete who would be abandoned at his point of need. A government
that could abandon me with an injury I sustained while representing
them. Would they now remember I am here? If the help comes, fine but I
am not really expecting anything from the government.”