« J'ai renoncé à faire du foot en club à cause de la taille de mon sexe »
“As a child, I only wanted one thing: to become a footballer. I dreamed of Manchester United, the red shirt, the number 7, David Beckham, and Patrice Evra. I gave everything for it. I played football for at least three hours a day. I was good. Excellent, even. I played midfield, sometimes as a number 10. I was tall, very tall—in middle school, I was already 1.92 meters—but I was technically gifted. Really technical. Which is rare for a tall guy. I had better passing accuracy than all the guys I played with; I was even the one who crossed the ball, even though I was the tallest, because I was so precise. I was a bit like Yaya Touré. I played in my neighborhood, in Paris, in the 19th arrondissement. Of course, the question of joining a club came up. But that would have meant accepting the idea of communal showers, and for me, that was unthinkable. Impossible.” What I was hiding was about to become visible.
Communal showers: an unthinkable idea
When I was little, one day I was getting ready to take a shower while my sister was cleaning the bathroom. We started bickering, she got angry and said to me, laughing, "With your tiny little dick." When she said that, the words pierced me, they killed me. I thought I wasn't normal, that my body wasn't beautiful, and that I was going to have to hide it.
Later, after a football match, one of my friends showed me his penis, for no reason, just as a joke, and asked me to show him mine. His penis was much bigger, and I refused. He kept pressuring me, insisting it was weird that I said no. I had no choice. I pulled down my sweatpants and underwear. He looked, held back his laughter, then burst out: "You have a tiny dick, it's crazy."
"Some say they couldn't have a career because they tore their ACL; me, I tore my ACL."
I'm dead inside. I walk behind him, staring at the ground, head down. I'm a monster. So I decided never to play club football. Never, ever. Some say they couldn't have a career because they tore their ACL; me, I tore my ACL! So maybe when I did play, I was doubly good because I was compensating for not being able to play on a team. I'm not saying I had the talent for a huge career, but I think I could have played for a club, even a good one. But showing myself naked wasn't an option.
I talk about the importance of penis size in my documentary, *In the Dark, Men Cry*. And with all the feedback I received, I realized it affected a huge number of men. It's called "locker room syndrome." I used to think I was the only one whose mind was constantly saying, "How embarrassing to have this body." It never left me. In middle school, in gym class, I always scored between 17 and 20, but when it came to swimming, I got a zero. I never went. It would have meant wearing a swimsuit that would cling to my crotch. Wearing a swimsuit in the shower? Forget it.
Commentaires (16)
Mieux vaut en avoir plein la tête que plein le pantalon…
Une petite bite c’est pas gênant tant que ça te sert à voir le bout du tunnel …
Au moins c’est bien d’en parler …
Mais il faut arrêter avec le complexe africain qui voudrait qu’on doit avoir une grosse bite et rien pour nourrir les enefants engendrés … c’est tout le malheur de notre continent…
Sexe sexe sexe et rien dans la tête encore moins dans les poches ….
C'est très vexant
Franchement ce gars raconte peut-etre du n'importe quoi. Je le jure par Allah et sur tous mes enfants et ma vie ce que le Monsieur raconte ce sont peut-etre des mensonges.
Deux de mes enfants jouent au football en U13 et U15 et dans des clubs de 1ere et 2eme Division et ils n'ont jamais ete confrontes a ce probleme.
En tout cas ici en Allemagne apres le training il y a la douche collective et mes enfants portent leur slips et jamais il y a eu des problemes.
Comme c'est en France damay mandou rek, mais c'est quqnd meme bizarre!
Ca dépend de la situation : au repos ou en érection.
Allez savoir un peu sur le type de bite : de chair ou de sang (ou air-sang disait l'autre 🤣)
Parfois grosse bite dans les vestiaire rime avec moins de puissance.
Une BONNE BITE doit bien bander (KODAL) dans un bon état d'esprit (No Stress, More Love) avec un coeur +/- saint
Quoiqu'il en soit, le plaisir n'est pas au fond du puits aux dimensions extensibles surtout.
Et les zones érogènes ? Allez savoir encore..
NB : la petite remarque d'un parent (frère, soeur) a créé tel impact psychologique. Et l'encadrement familial un défaillant aussi (tabou!)
Recommandations : consulter spécialistes, Sexologues, notamment Dr J. DIAW et Dr C. SALONO
Si tu n'es pas un étalon, il y a bien d'autres domaines ou exceller, football y compris.
Je crois surtout que tu n'as pas été bien encadré pour rater des opportunités de vie comme ça. On ne fait pas un retourné avec sa queue.
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