It was Sunday mid-morning and from the top floor of the house, I could see that there were less people out in the streets. Trikes that frequently plied the main access road were nowhere to be seen. The street looked deserted.
Shrugging that off, I told my brother to accompany me to SM Tayuman to do the groceries. He asked me what time and I said that we would be leaving at 3pm.
"No!" was his retort. "It's Pacquiao's fight today!"
"Oh..." was all I said.
I could then imagine my father (now living in a less busier place) sitting in the comforts of the sofa with the boobtube on. He loves the game.
Weeks before the fight, I was voicing out these thoughts:
I am never fond of boxing so I am not so eager to know anything about his fight. But within me, I had prayed that God would deliver him well enough to win and bring honor to this country.
And God did!
When I heard that Pacman won, thereby retaining his
photo from BBC News
He inspired a lot of Filipinos in these trying times and he proved that everything's possible if one believed and worked for it.
He had tread the long, winding road and still continues to do so. I hope and pray that nothing will change him.
Hail Pacman! =)
PS. To Oscar Larrios, it was a good fight and I admired your intensity, confidence and humility. I can't say the same for Erik Morales, though. Hehehe.
it's a great feeling whenever he wins. sana di sya maging mayabang. at please sana wag mgpakashowbiz.
ReplyDeleteas for larios, hats off to that guy! he has my respect. he is a man, strong yet humble. great spirit!
wrigley, sana nga fame won't make his head swell. For sure, that will clinch his downfall in the end.
ReplyDeletepapa larios, ys, hats off talaga! =)