People ask me all the time: “Giannis, what made you who you are?” And I always give the same answer.
Sepolia made me.
I was born in Athens, Greece. My parents, Charles and Veronica, came from Nigeria with nothing. No papers. No money. No guarantees. Just a belief that their children would have a better life.
For the first 18 years of my life, I had no citizenship. Not from Nigeria. Not from Greece. I was a kid without a country. But I had a family. And that was enough.

Me and my brothers, Thanasis, Kostas, Alex, we'd wake up early and go out on the streets selling watches, CDs, whatever we could carry. We'd sell for hours. Not because we wanted to. Because we had to. Some nights, we'd come home and there was one meal. One. And we'd share it. Sometimes we didn't eat until 11 PM after basketball practice.
Thanasis and I shared one pair of basketball shoes. One pair. He'd wear them for his game, then hand them to me for mine. Still warm. That's how close we were. That's how close we still are.
“When you're a little kid, you don't see the future. If you have a good parent, your parent sees the future for you.”



































