It’s a special day to be proud thanks to Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao, woohoo! The dream match is over and we have overcome (well, it’s a vicarious feeling on my part). I started watching boxing matches thanks to my dad’s impartation. Every Sunday he would turn his rocking chair towards the TV armed with his can of Pale Pilsen, an adobo pandesal sandwich or two and watch boxing reruns on TV. Those were some of our unique bonding times (I’m sure he has a good seat right now where he is and he is enjoying every bit of it — (sigh) I miss him so.) I once caught a glimpse of him watching Manny Pacquiao’s earlier fighting days when he was still young and skinny. It’s amazing what he has accomplished since then.
Today, I join the rest of the country as we rejoice in the knowledge that he has made boxing history. We got to watch the fight after we had just finished our Sunday Service and I think I was the noisiest ‘female’ cheering every punch he landed – I thought for a minute if I was embarrassing myself but after a while I couldn’t care less (dyahe? hindeh!) It is indeed a proud day to be Pinoy! Nanalo tayo daddy! Mabuhay ang pambansang kamao!
Tags: boxing, pacquiao de la hoya, Pinoy culture, the dream match
