Our esteemed head coach and beloved legendary captain Fatih Tekke!

The reason we are at a loss for how to address you is because we consider each title equally worthy, and each adjective holds just as much place in our minds and hearts as the next.

Eighteen months ago, you donned a shirt of fire. A ship taking on water in many places, a forest engulfed in flames on all sides, a crumbling building on the verge of collapse; whatever you call it, that's the situation you were in, Trabzonspor... You worked on it, stitch by stitch, step by step. You took risks, you worked hard, and the ship docked, saplings sprouted in the forest, the house stands tall! But what happened to you?

Will you be leaving the seat you sat in dreaming of a Champions League final only to be swept away by a mishap in your first European adventure?
The Fatih Tekke we address and embrace with the adjectives above is not this person. We have embraced your promises, which we would dismiss as "nonsense" if they came from someone else.

We're convinced we dreamed the same Trabzonspor. Since the ship is in port, since the forest isn't burning, since the roof of the house is still on us, what is this all about?

Are you going to let down the president, your teammates, your players, and most importantly, the fans? We'll lend you a hand when you fall. This melancholy doesn't suit you.

This loneliness and drama are unbecoming. History does not record those who turn their backs on believers. It records those who, feeling the whip lashes on their backs as white as ivory, refuse to wear a coat.

We're not offering you a coat; we're taking off the one we're wearing. Either we endure this hardship together, or you can keep this coat. We don't need it...