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Tension As Iran Threatens to Bomb Undersea Internet Cables That May Affect Africa, Europe, Asia
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Tensions are escalating worldwide following reports that Iran has threatened to target critical undersea internet cables in the Persian Gulf. This move is said to be in response to a potential military action by the United States against Iranian power facilities.

These underwater cables are essential to global connectivity, linking continents such as Africa, Europe, and Asia. Any damage to this infrastructure could result in widespread communication outages, disrupting internet access, financial systems, and international operations across multiple regions.

Experts warn that such an event could have severe global consequences, as much of the world’s digital communication depends on these vulnerable but vital undersea networks

BREAKING: Trump Announces New ‘Greatest Enemy To America’ After ‘Death Of Iran’

The US President has declared a new enemy in the US and announced ICE officers will be deployed to airports from tomorrow after declaring the “death of Iran

The US President is moving swiftly on to his next objective after he claims to have completed the “death of Iran”.

Donald Trump has claimed Tehran is no longer a threat to the US in a post that comes after weeks of his demands for assistance from NATO and the UK amid the conflict ignited by US-Israeli forces on February 28.

Now, he has declared the Democrats stand as “the greatest enemy in America”. The POTUS also threatened ICE agents will be deployed at US airports as early as tomorrow (Monday, March 23).

Taking to his Truth Social platform, the President said: “Now with the death of Iran, the greatest enemy America has is the Radical Left, Highly Incompetent, Democrat Party!”

Trump went on in a separate post: “The Radical Left Democrats have hurt so many people with their vicious and uncaring ways. What they have done to the Department of Homeland Security, our fantastic TSA Officers, and, most importantly, the great people of our Country, is an absolute disgrace.

“If the Democrats do not allow for Just and Proper Security at our Airports, and elsewhere throughout our Country, ICE will do the job far better than ever done before! The Fascist Democrats will never protect America, but the Republicans will. Just like the Radical Left allowed millions of Criminals to pour into our Country through their ridiculous and dangerous Open Border Policy, the Republicans closed it all down, and we now have the Strongest Border in American History.

“Likewise, I look forward to moving ICE in on Monday, and have already told them to, ‘GET READY.” NO MORE WAITING, NO MORE GAMES!'”

Trump’s claim about the “death of Iran” also comes after he said the US will “obliterate” Iranian power plants if it does not fully reopen the Strait of Hormuz, the vital passageway for global commerce, within a 48-hour deadline.

“If Iran doesn’t FULLY OPEN, WITHOUT THREAT, the Strait of Hormuz, within 48 HOURS from this exact point in time, the United States of America will hit and obliterate their various POWER PLANTS, STARTING WITH THE BIGGEST ONE FIRST!”, Trump raged on Saturday.

The president has been under pressure to resolve the Strait situation as oil prices continue to soar around the world.

However, Iranian Parliament Speaker Mohammad Bagher Ghalibaf said if the country’s power plants are hit by the US, “critical infrastructure, energy infrastructure, and oil facilities throughout the region will be considered legitimate targets and will be destroyed in an irreversible manner”.

As a result, “the price of oil will remain high for a long time,” he said on X.

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WORLD WAR 111? Russia Joins War Against Israel After IDF Targets Russian Journalists On CAM | Putin Warns Netanyahu (Video)

Russia summons Israel’s ambassador following a controversial airstrike in southern Lebanon that injured RT journalists.

Moscow has labeled the strike “deliberate,” accusing Israel of targeting a clearly marked media crew and calling it a serious violation of international law.

The incident has intensified global scrutiny, with dramatic footage showing reporters diving for cover as the missile struck just meters away. See More In Details…

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CHAOS IN MECCA: After Khamenei’s Death: Grand Imam’s WARNING Goes Viral — “GREAT REVIVAL IN ISLAM” !!!

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How do I explain this?

How do I tell 1.8 billion Muslims that everything we’ve been taught about Jesus is wrong?

It is 2:47 a.m. March 3rd, 2026.

17 minutes ago in this room, Jesus Christ appeared to me.

He spoke to me in Arabic, classical, perfect Arabic.

He showed me the scars in his hands, the nail wounds, the proof of his crucifixion.

He told me that Islam is about to face a crisis unlike anything in400 years.

He told me something is coming, something that will shake the foundations of our faith to its very core.

My name is Shik Abdul Rahman bin Muhammad al-Manssuri.

I am 63 years old.

For 42 years, I have served as an Islamic scholar, teacher, and imam.

I have memorized the entire Quran, all 6,236 verses.

I completed my memorization when I was 19 years old and I have recited it in its entirety every Ramadan since then.

I have studied hadith under some of the greatest minds in the Muslim world.

I spent 7 years at Alazar University in Cairo, the most prestigious Islamic institution in Sunni Islam, earning my doctorate in Islamic juristprudence.

I have taught at Alazar as a professor for over two decades.

I have issued fatwas on matters ranging from business ethics to family law.

I have counseledled kings and presidents and prime ministers.

I have led prayers for thousands of worshippers in mosques across the Middle East, North Africa and Southeast Asia.

I have written 17 books on Islamic juristprudence and theology books that are used as textbooks in Islamic universities around the world.

And tonight all of that ends.

I need to record this while the memory is still fresh.

While my hands are still trembling, while I can still smell the scent that filled this room when he appeared.

I don’t know what will happen when I release this video.

I don’t know if I’ll be called a mad man, a heretic, an apostate.

I don’t know if there will be calls for my death.

I don’t know if my family will disown me.

But I know that I cannot keep silent.

I know that what I experienced tonight was real, more real than anything I have ever experienced in my entire life.

Let me start at the beginning.

Let me tell you about my day so you understand that I was not in some altered state of consciousness, that I had not been fasting to the point of hallucination, that I had not taken any substances, that I was completely sound of mind.

I woke up this morning at 5:00 a.m. for fajger prayer as I have done nearly every day for over four decades.

The only days I have missed in the last 42 years were when I was hospitalized for appendicitis 15 years ago.

And even then, I prayed lying in my hospital bed.

I prayed in my home office, this very room where I sit now.

This room lined with bookshelves containing thousands of volumes of Islamic scholarship accumulated over a lifetime.

I recited sural fata and suralas as is my custom.

After prayer I read from the Quran for 30 minutes as I always do.

This is a practice I have maintained without interruption since I was a teenager.

I was reading from surah alimran the third chapter which ironically speaks extensively about Jesus about Mary about the miraculous birth.

I read these verses that I have read hundreds of times before.

Verses that tell us Jesus was a prophet, a messenger, born of a virgin, able to perform miracles by Allah’s permission.

Verses that explicitly deny his crucifixion.

Verse 157 of Surah Ana, which I have quoted countless times in my teachings, which I have used in debates with Christian scholars, which I have held up as proof that Christianity got the story wrong.

They did not kill him, nor did they crucify him, but it was made to appear so to them.

I have taught that verse so many times.

I have explained that Allah would never allow one of his prophets to be humiliated and tortured and killed in such a degrading manner.

I have explained that someone else was made to look like Jesus and was crucified in his place while Jesus himself was raised to heaven.

I have explained that this is more consistent with the power and the mercy of God than the Christian story of God allowing his messenger to be killed.

I believed it with all my heart.

I had no doubts.

I had breakfast with my wife Amina.

We have been married for 38 years.

We met when I was a young professor and she was a student in one of my classes on Islamic ethics.

Her intelligence impressed me first, then her piety, then her kindness.

We have four children together, all grown now, and seven grandchildren.

She is the foundation of my life, the partner who has made everything I have accomplished possible.

We spoke about our grandchildren, about mundane things, about whether the garden needed more water, about a wedding we are invited to next month.

Our granddaughter Ila is getting married and Amina has been helping with the preparations.

Normal conversation, a normal morning.

She noticed nothing unusual about me because there was nothing unusual to notice.

I spent the morning in this office working on my current book project, a commentary on the 99 names of Allah.

This is my 18th book and I am hoping it will be my magnum opus, the culmination of decades of scholarship and reflection.

I was working on the name Alwadud, the loving one, exploring the concept of divine love in Islamic theology and how it compares to the Christian concept of agape.

I had several phone calls with other scholars discussing points of Islamic law.

One call was with Shikh Hassan in Kuwait debating the permissibility of certain modern financial instruments under Sharia law.

Another was with Dr. Fatima in Morocco reviewing a paper she is preparing for publication on women’s rights and Islamic juristprudence.

These are the kinds of conversations I have every day.

The normal work of an Islamic scholar engaged with the contemporary Muslim world.

I had lunch at noon, a simple meal of rice and chicken that Amina prepared.

I prayed dur at 12:30 the midday prayer.

I continued my work losing myself in the classical commentaries in the writings of great scholars from centuries past.

Ibn Taia, Al Gazali, Ibn Caim Alja, Imam Nawi.

These names have been my constant companions for 40 years.

Their books line my shelves.

Their wisdom has shaped my thinking.

Their commitment to truth has inspired my own scholarship.

I taught an online class at 3 p.m. on Islamic ethics, specifically dealing with business ethics and the prohibition of reeba.

Interest 47 students from various countries participated.

Saudi Arabia, Egypt, Pakistan, Indonesia, Turkey, the United States, the United Kingdom, France.

This is the beauty of modern technology that a scholar in one country can teach students scattered across the globe.

We discussed the principles of fair dealing, of honesty in business transactions, of the Islamic vision for an economy based on justice rather than exploitation.

The students asked good questions.

They were engaged and thoughtful.

I remember feeling satisfied with the class, feeling that I had conveyed important principles clearly.

I prayed assured the mid-after afternoon prayer.

I returned to my writing, making good progress on the chapter about al-wadud.

I was exploring the hadith kudsi where Allah says, “My mercy prevails over my wrath”.

Thinking about the implications of that statement for our understanding of God’s nature.

I had dinner with my family at 7:00 p.m.

My son Khaled came to visit with his two children, my grandsons Omar and Yu, ages 8 and five.

They are bright, energetic boys who fill our home with laughter when they visit.

We laughed.

We talked about politics, about the ongoing situation in Palestine, about the economic challenges facing young people today, about Khaled’s work as an engineer, normal things, ordinary things.

Khaled mentioned that Omar was memorizing his first suras from the Quran and asked me to test him.

I listened to Omar recite surah allas and surah al falak, his young voice pure and clear.

I felt proud seeing the faith being passed down to another generation.

Seeing my grandson following in my footsteps, I prayed Mcgreb at 6:43, the sunset prayer, and Isa at 8:15, the night prayer.

My wife went to bed around 10 p.m. as she usually does.

She kissed me on the forehead and reminded me not to stay up too late, a reminder she has given me thousands of times over our marriage, one that I rarely heed.

I stayed up, as I often do, to do more reading and research.

These late night hours are when I do my best work, when the house is quiet, when there are no interruptions, when I can fully immerse myself in study.

I was working on a section about al-wadud, the loving, one of the 99 names of Allah.

I was cross-referencing various classical commentaries, taking notes in the margins of my books, typing additional thoughts into my computer, sipping tea, English breakfast tea with a little milk and honey, a habit I picked up during a year I spent teaching at a university in London.

The last time I looked at the clock before it happened was 2:26 a.m.

I remember because I I thought to myself that I should probably go to bed soon, that I was getting too old to stay up this late, that I would be tired for Faja prayer in just a few hours.

I was reading Iban Caim Alja’s work on the divine names, a text I have read many times before when I felt it.

A change in the atmosphere of the room.

You know that feeling you get right before a storm, when the air pressure shifts, when everything becomes charged with electricity.

It was like that, but more intense.

The hair on my arms stood up.

The back of my neck tingled.

I felt a warmth spreading through the room, but not the warmth of a heater or a fire.

It was different.

It felt alive.

It felt intentional.

It felt like the warmth of another person’s presence, but amplified a thousand times.

I looked up from my book and that’s when I saw him.

He was standing beside my bookshelf.

The one that holds my collection of hadith compilations.

Sahib Bukari, Sahib Muslim, Sunnan Abu Dawoud, Jami Atmidi, all the major collections I have studied and taught from for decades.

He was not translucent, not glowing with some other worldly light like you see in paintings or movies or religious art.

He was solid, real, flesh and blood.

But there was something about him that was immediately, unmistakably different from any human I have ever seen.

His presence filled the room, not in a physical sense, but in a way that made everything else seem less real by comparison, like the entire world had suddenly become a faded photograph.

And he was the only thing in full color, in high definition, in perfect clarity.

He was dressed simply in a long white robe, not like modern Middle Eastern clothing, but like the garments from ancient times from the first century.

I recognize the style from historical texts I have read, from archaeological evidence I have seen.

His beard was dark brown, neatly trimmed, the beard of a Jewish man from ancient Palestine.

His hair fell to his shoulders in waves.

His skin was olive toned, the skin of a Middle Eastern man who has spent time in the sun.

not the pale skin you see in most western paintings of Jesus.

His eyes were dark brown, almost black.

And when he looked at me, I felt like he could see every thought I had ever had, every sin I had ever committed, every doubt I had ever harbored, every act of hypocrisy, every moment of pride, every instance when I chose my reputation over truth.

I could not move.

I could not speak.

I was frozen in my chair, my hand still holding my pen, my eyes locked on this figure who had appeared in my office in the middle of the night.

My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.

My mouth went dry.

My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what I was seeing, trying to find a rational explanation.

He spoke first.

His voice was not loud, but it carried authority, power.

When he spoke, I felt the words in my chest, not just in my ears.

It was like his words bypassed my hearing and went directly into my soul.

Abdul Raman, he said, and he said it in Arabic, perfect classical Arabic, the Arabic of the Quran, with an accent I could not place.

Not Egyptian, not Saudi, not Levventine, but something older, purer.

Do not be afraid.

But I was afraid.

I was terrified.

My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst.

My hands were shaking.

My mouth was dry.

I wanted to run, but my legs would not obey me.

I wanted to call out for my wife, but my voice would not come.

Who are you?

I managed to whisper, though I think I already knew.

Some part of me already knew.

He smiled then, a sad smile, full of compassion and sorrow.

You know who I am, Abdul Raman.

You have been studying me your entire life.

You have been teaching about me for 40 years, but you have been teaching lies.

I felt anger flash through me at that anger that momentarily overcame my fear.

I teach the Quran.

I said, my voice stronger now, fueled by decades of defending my faith.

I teach the words of Allah revealed to the prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him through the angel Gabriel.

I teach the truth that has been preserved without change for 1,400 years.

He shook his head slowly and the sadness in his eyes deepened.

The Quran contains much truth, he said.

Much about God’s justice, his mercy, his unity, much about righteousness and charity and prayer.

But it contains errors about me.

And those errors are about to be exposed to the entire world.

You still haven’t told me who you are, I said, though my voice was shaking again, though I was already beginning to understand, though I was already beginning to feel the foundations of my worldview cracking.

He took a step toward me, and I instinctively pushed my chair back.

He stopped, held up his hands in a gesture of peace, and that’s when I saw them.

The scars.

Circular scars in the center of each palm.

The kind of scars that would be left by a large nail driven through flesh and bone.

Old scars long healed but unmistakable.

The tissue was different, paler, raised slightly.

These were not marks painted on or digitally created.

These were real scars on real flesh.

No, I whispered.

No, that’s not possible.

I am Yeshua of Nazareth, he said, using the Hebrew form of his name.

I am the one you call Isa Ibin Mariam in your tradition.

I am the son of God, the word made flesh, the lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.

I died on a Roman cross outside Jerusalem nearly 2,000 years ago.

I rose from the dead 3 days later.

I ascended to heaven 40 days after that, and I have come to you tonight because what you have taught about me is wrong, and you need to know the truth before the evidence becomes public.

I shook my head violently, desperately.

No, no.

The Quran says, “You were not crucified”.

Surah Anisa 4:57 says, “Clearly, they did not kill him, nor did they crucify him, but it was made to appear so to them.

Someone else died on that cross.

You were raised to heaven without dying.

This is what Allah revealed.

This is what we believe.

This is fundamental to our faith”.

And that is wrong, he said, his voice still gentle but firm, leaving no room for doubt.

Abdul Raman, I was crucified.

I died.

I felt every nail driven through my flesh.

I felt every thorn pressed into my skull.

I felt every lash of the whip that tore my back open.

I suffocated on that cross as my lungs filled with fluid and I could no longer push myself up to breathe.

I died.

And in my death, I paid the price for the sins of the world.

For your sins, Abdul Raman, for the sins of every Muslim who has ever lived or will ever live.

You’re a demon, I said, my voice rising now, grasping for any explanation that would allow me to maintain my world.

You’re a jin set to deceive me.

You’re Shayan himself, trying to lead me straight.

I seek refuge in all law.

I began to recite ayat als the verse of the throne verse 255 of us alakar the most powerful protection against evil in Islam there is no deity except him the ever living the sustainer of existence neither drowsiness overtakes him nor sleep to him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on the earth who is it that can intercede with him except by his permission he knows what is before them and what will be after them and they encompass not a thing of his knowledge except for what he wills.

His throne extends over the heavens and the earth and their preservation tires him not.

And he is the most high, the most great.

He did not vanish.

He did not recoil.

He did not show any sign of being affected by the words I had been taught would repel any evil spirit.

He simply stood there waiting patiently for me to finish.

His expression one of infinite patience.

When I reached the end of the verse, he was still there, unchanged, solid, real.

Do you think a demon could stand before the words of God?

He asked, “Do you think Shayan could endure the name of the father”?

Abdul Raman, I am not a demon.

I am not a jin.

I am not an evil spirit sent to deceive you.

I am the truth that you have been seeking your entire life.

The truth that has been hidden from you by a tradition that means well, but is mistaken.

Then prove it, I said, my voice breaking, tears beginning to form in my eyes.

Prove that you are who you claim to be.

Anyone can appear in a white robe and claim to be Jesus.

Show me something that only the real Jesus could show.

He walked closer, and this time I did not move away.

Something in his eyes held me there, something that spoke of love deeper than any I had ever known.

He knelt down beside my chair, bringing his face level with mine, and he held out his hands, palms up.

Look, he said softly.

I looked.

The scars were real.

I could see the texture of the healed tissue.

The way the skin had knitted back together around a central point of trauma.

I could see that these wounds had gone all the way through the hand, that they had been catastrophic injuries that had somehow healed.

These were not painted on, not makeup, not a projection or a hologram or any kind of trick.

They were real scars on real flesh, on hands that were warm and alive.

Touch them, he said.

I hesitated, my hands shaking as I reached out.

When my fingers made contact with his palm, I felt warm skin, solid and alive.

The texture was real.

The warmth was real.

The pulse of blood through his veins was real.

I felt the ridge of scar tissue under my fingertips, rough and raised.

And then I felt something else.

A surge of something.

I don’t know how to describe it.

Love, power, truth, knowledge, all of those things and more.

It flowed from him into me.

And in that instant, I saw I saw him on the cross, not as a distant historical event, not as a story in a book, but as if I were there standing in the crowd, watching it happen in real time.

I saw the nails driven through his hands and feet.

I saw the crown of thorns pressed onto his head, blood running down his face, matting his beard.

Captain Kollie Accuses former President Sirleaf of Weakening National Security Amid Liberia–Guinea Border Crisis

Monrovia, Liberia – Captain Jerry Kerkulah Kollie, former spokesperson for the disbanded Armed Forces of Liberia, has strongly criticized past decisions by former President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, blaming the dissolution of the country’s military for weakening Liberia’s ability to respond to ongoing territorial tensions with neighboring Guinea.

Speaking on the current border dispute in a Verity interview, Kollie expressed deep frustration over what he described as a “historic mistake” made during Sirleaf’s administration, when Liberia’s armed forces were disbanded following the civil conflict. According to him, the decision left the country vulnerable by removing experienced infantry soldiers who had been battle-tested and nationally recruited.

Kollie argued that Liberia once had one of the strongest infantry forces in West Africa, but these soldiers were dismissed without adequate benefits or reintegration support. He claimed that his advocacy on their behalf led to his detention, describing himself as one of the early political prisoners under Sirleaf’s leadership.

Linking past decisions to present challenges, Kollie said the current Liberian military lacks the strength and experience needed to effectively handle border incursions. He pointed to recent incidents involving Guinean forces allegedly crossing into Liberian territory and attempting to assert control, calling such actions a serious regional security threat.

He further criticized the restructuring process that followed the Accra Comprehensive Peace Agreement, arguing that it failed to maintain adequate troop levels and excluded many qualified former soldiers. Kollie also raised concerns about Liberia relying on foreign countries, including Guinea, for military training, suggesting it exposed national security vulnerabilities.

Kollie emphasized that a stronger, more experienced military could have responded more decisively to border violations. He called for stricter accountability within the armed forces and warned that failure to address such incidents risks escalating tensions between Liberia and Guinea.

The remarks come as concerns grow over stability along the Liberia–Guinea border, with calls increasing for improved security coordination and diplomatic engagement between the two countries.

Ballon d'Or winner Weah blasts CAF over AFCON 2025 decision, calls for CAS intervention

Former Ballon d’Or winner George Weah has criticised CAF’s decision to strip Senegal of the AFCON 2025 title and award it to Morocco , insisting football results must stand on the pitch.

“The referee on the pitch is the final authority, once a match is completed, the result must stand,” Weah said, referencing the Laws of the Game.

He argued that under Law 5, the referee allowed the final between Senegal and Morocco to continue despite the walk-off, with the match completed including extra time and a result decided on the field.

“Football must be decided on the pitch, not re-decided after the final whistle,” he added, questioning CAF’s post-match intervention.

Weah also pointed out that the referee’s report only mentioned a stoppage and recommended sanctions, not a forfeiture, making the later decision controversial.

“The referee’s report noted a stoppage, not a forfeiture, yet the outcome was changed after the fact,” he said.

The former African Footballer of the Year warned that such rulings could create a dangerous precedent in the sport.

“This sets a dangerous precedent where committee decisions override on-field calls like penalties, offsides, and red cards. Where will it end?” Weah stated.

He further described the decision as damaging to the credibility of African football, insisting it erodes trust in the system.

“CAF’s decision undermines confidence in the fairness, consistency, and integrity of African football,” he said.

Weah has now called on the Court of Arbitration for Sport (CAS) and other relevant bodies to intervene.

“I call on the Court of Arbitration for Sport to act decisively so this travesty does not stand,” he urged.

Two Iranian Leaders Killed, Two Dead in Israel as Trump Attacks NATO Allies for Refusing Help

The US-Israel-Iran war entered its 19th day with intensifying strikes and rising casualties. Israeli missile strikes killed Iran's Supreme National Security Council secretary Ali Larijani and Basij militia commander Gholamreza Soleimani, prompting Iranian vows of "decisive retaliation." Iran has hit over 100 targets in Israel, killing two in Ramat Gan, while Gulf states intercepted numerous drones and missiles. President Trump attacked NATO allies for refusing to send warships to the Strait of Hormuz, claiming the US "decimated Iran's military." Meanwhile, US counterterrorism director Joe Kent resigned, protesting the war, calling it "pressure from Israel."

Key Points:
The assassination of two top Iranian leaders marks the highest-level killings since Khamenei's death on February 28.

Iran's foreign minister insists the government structure remains stable despite leadership losses.

Gulf states face escalating attacks, with Saudi Arabia intercepting a ballistic missile and 24 drones.
Trump's NATO criticism exposes cracks in the US-led coalition as allies resist deeper involvement.

Kent's resignation signals internal US dissent over the war's justification and Israel's influence.
The conflict shows no sign of de-escalation as both sides intensify strikes, with Iran threatening revenge and US allies refusing deeper engagement.

TWO KEY AFCON RULES THAT OVERTURN THE WINNER'S RESULT TO MOROCCO

The 2025–2026 AFCON title was awarded to Morocco after CAF ruled that Senegal forfeited the final (initially 1-0 to Senegal) by violating Articles 82 and 84 of the AFCON regulations, resulting in a 3-0 default win for Morocco.

Senegal players walked off the pitch to protest a late penalty decision, which constitutes a refusal to play, triggering an automatic forfeit.

Key Rules Used to Overturn the Decision:
Article 82: States that if a team leaves the ground before the regular end of the match without the referee's authorization, it is considered the loser and can be eliminated.

Article 84: Mandates that a team violating these rules loses the match by a 3-0 scoreline (unless the opposing team had a more advantageous score at the time).

Violation Action: Senegal's protest against a late VAR penalty decision on January 18, 2026, in Rabat, triggered these articles, overturning the on-field result.

Although Senegal's players eventually returned and completed the match, the CAF Appeal Board confirmed the forfeiture, making Morocco the official tournament champions.

Senegal could face fines, suspensions, and even FIFA intervention if they refuse to comply with CAF’s ruling CAF, through its Appeal Board, has stripped the Teranga Lions of the 2025 AFCON title after a protest from Morocco However, Senegal’s football authorities have refused to accept the verdict quietly

Senegal are set to take their battle to the Court of Arbitration for Sport after being stripped of the Africa Cup of Nations title, with Morocco officially awarded the victory in one of the most controversial decisions in African football history.

The Confederation of African Football (CAF) confirmed on Tuesday, March 17, that Morocco would be crowned champions, two months after a chaotic final that left stakeholders divided.

According to Sky Sports, Senegal were penalised for leaving the pitch during the final in protest of a late refereeing decision, an action CAF deemed a violation of its regulations.

As a result, the match was officially recorded as a 3-0 forfeit win in favour of Morocco, bringing an abrupt end to what had initially been celebrated as a hard-fought victory for the Teranga Lions.