Dortmund is my home; BVB is my club.

There are words that rise not from ambition, but from belonging — words that echo like a vow spoken from the soul to the soil. Such are the words of Marco Reus, the loyal son of Dortmund, who declared: “Dortmund is my home; BVB is my club.” In these simple yet eternal lines lies the spirit of devotion that has bound heroes to their lands, warriors to their banners, and men to their purpose since time began. For Reus, these words are not a statement of comfort, but a declaration of identity — a reminder that true greatness is not measured by how far one travels, but by how steadfastly one stands for what he loves.

In an age where fame is fleeting and loyalty is rare, Reus’s devotion to Borussia Dortmund shines like a golden relic of an older world — one where allegiance outweighed opportunity, and the heart’s truth could not be bought. Many have come to football seeking glory, wandering from club to club in pursuit of crowns and gold. Yet Reus, though courted by giants and surrounded by temptations, chose to remain where his roots were planted. For Dortmund was not just a city to him; it was his blood, his breath, his beginning. He understood that honor is not found in conquest alone, but in fidelity — in standing by one’s people through storm and sun alike.

From ancient times, such loyalty has been the measure of true character. Consider the story of Cincinnatus, the Roman farmer who was called from his fields to defend the Republic. He led Rome to victory, only to lay down his power and return to his plow. His glory was not in domination, but in his humble return to the soil that birthed him. So it is with Reus — who, despite the temptations of grandeur, returned always to his home, to BVB, to the colors that had embraced him since boyhood. His victories were not just those on the field, but those within the heart — the quiet triumph of remaining true.

In Reus’s words, one hears the ancient song of home — that sacred bond between person and place. For home is not merely a dwelling of walls and roofs; it is where the spirit first learned to dream, where the earth remembers your footsteps, where the people speak your name with warmth. To say “Dortmund is my home” is to say, “Here is where I belong, come joy or sorrow.” It is the confession of a heart that has chosen roots over wings, memory over wandering, purpose over glory.

And BVB, the club, is not merely a team — it is a family, a living emblem of shared struggle and hope. Within its black and yellow lies a story of resilience, of workers and dreamers who built greatness not from wealth, but from unity. To call it “my club” is to bind oneself to that legacy — to say, “Their fight is my fight, their triumphs my joy, their pain my duty.” Thus, when Reus wears the crest upon his chest, he wears not just a symbol of sport, but the soul of a people.

The lesson, then, is timeless: loyalty is the truest form of strength. In a world that whispers, “Go where the reward is greater,” the wise heart answers, “Stay where the meaning is deeper.” One who belongs to something greater than himself — to a cause, a family, a community — finds a purpose that cannot fade. For success gained without belonging is hollow; but the smallest act done in the name of love endures forever.

So let all who hear this teaching take heed: Find your home, and honor it. Whether it is a place, a cause, or a people, let it root you, guide you, and remind you of who you are. Do not be seduced by the glittering paths of those who chase only gain. Instead, stand firm in your devotion, as Reus stood for Dortmund — as the oak stands through the storm, unmoved and proud. For in the end, it is not the traveler who finds peace, but the one who dares to stay.

And when your name is spoken long after your days are done, let it be said — not that you conquered many lands, but that you were faithful to your own. For faithfulness, as Marco Reus has shown the world, is the highest form of greatness, and home — when loved with such passion — becomes not a place upon the map, but a legend upon the heart.