Postscript on a Punching Stat of the Mayweather-Pacquiao Fight

Time was, when boxing greats like Muhammad Ali show up for a match inside the boxing ring, one is guaranteed not just a sport but some kind of total entertainment. Boxing was called boxing because the boxers box.

Today, a new sport was started by Floyd Mayweather, and from the parlance of well respected boxing critics and analyzers, a new terminology has emerged. It is called defensing. It is a Mayweather invention, scientifically and statistically proven effective, wherein a fighter, when being punched, swaggers, hugs, scratches with unnecessary punches, and runs.

Thus the demise of a sport called boxing. Do you think that celebrities who flew in style. via private jets to Las Vegas, would ever purchase a boxing ticket again just to watch defensing. Nope. They won’t. These celebrities had been had by a scheming Mayweather Promotions who made sure that they collected their money. They played by hook and by crook, if the reports that even Manny Pacquiao‘s entourage was treated very ill, are true.

These very important people who watched the fight knew what they saw, even if the commentators were saying something much different from what was happening. It’s a brainwashing game.

And in the aftermath, the supposedly whiz of critics, like the father and son tandem, Recah and Chino Trinidad, exposed their envious vehemence of Manny Pacquiao by justifying with numbers. Or that what’s his name? Philip Guico?Tcheh. No different from those Las Vegas conspirators who attacked a seemingly lone Pacquiao from all angles: from a prejudiced referee, to biased judges, to unfair conditions. These sinister boxing aficionados could have given a spectacular bout, but they angered the viewers with boos. I am disgusted more with our own people vilifying our own People’s Champ. Talk about betrayal being a most grievous sin.

Las Vegas and Mayweather played with the minds of the children, by brainwashing them. making everyone believe Mayweather is a great defensive, scientific boxer. When Mayweather lies alone in bed at night, does he really believe he is great? Come on, stop deceiving yourself. No sinister scheme could make you a person great that you really want to be. And stay away from Bieber, he is so young and so repulsive.

At the end of the day, Manny Pacquiao, consoling words must be pouring in, and let me add some more to the litany: the greatness of a man comes from what he has done, not from what he ran away from.

Do not look at this tally. it is an added ploy to insult the already injured.

And a footnote to America: stop deceiving your people, especially your children. Doom looks like it is in the offing. Your people are going self-destruct. Because even with a simple game as boxing, you cannot come clean and true

Year of the Tiger

The afternoon television yesterday was packed with yellow fever.  Nope, it was not election related but, soothingly, sports oriented.  Why yellow?  Well, yellow is the dominant jersey color of the Thomasian tigers.  And their two teams, male and female, cupped the UAAP Volleyball Championships, back to back.

The sensation was actually expected, 2010 being the year of the tiger. But more than that Chinese superstition, the formidable teams from UST were just swooning with talent and virtuosity in the volleyball court.  Pecano, Torres, Ramos, Ilano for the men.  Maizo, Tabaquero, Dimaculangan, Caballejo, Ortiz, Banaticla, Santiago, Curato for the women.  One day, their names would just be names in the tally record sheets.  But as of today, their names spell glory and honor for  jobs well done.  A great treat for a Thomasian like me!  Take that, FEU!  What dya say now La Salle? What?  I didn’t hear ya!  Ha ha!

From Airlifters to Bobsleighers!

I was mesmerized by figure skating.  I just fell in love with those partners from Canada and the USA who made the ice oval a comfortable dance venue for skating.  They were just so well at ease with their routines there was nothing to expect anymore except for the choreograph that tells their story.

But I was also mouth agape with the air lifters.  The snow was a wall they had to contend with.  That is hard, huh!

And the bobsleighers, hunks all and ruggedly desirable in suits and crash helmets… what show could ever be more heartstopping.  The British guy ejected from his sleigh and sustained patch ice burns on his back.  The cameramen did a good job on focusing on the muscled naked physique. Hah!

Great people, those athletes are!

Michael Schimd, Freelance Skier Par Excellence

Michael Schimd, Swiss skier, gold medalist in the Vancouver freelance event.

He outskied every other competitor in the downhill speed skiing by unleashing a faultless quick start followed by an equally flawless glide.

Great guy, that Michael is.

Shaun White, Snowboarder Par Excellence

The Vancouver Winter Olympics was a thrill to behold.  I caught the fever one morning as I chanced to glimpse at the blue backdrop Northwest Canada displayed on tv.  And the cameraman panned the Cypress Mountains where the downhill riders dropped one by one at incredible velocity.  That got me glued to the winter sports that were truly breathtaking!

Shaun White came to defend his gold in the semi-snowboarding event.  The competition was stiff and there was a bad boy Kokubo from Japan that threatened to steal his title.  But the riders fell one by one, leaving Shaun White to duplicate his outstanding moves. The commentator said that Shaun need not do the extremely difficult moves but he did it anyway just for the audience who had come to witness his prowess.

Great guy, that Shaun is.