I’ve just been through a great ordeal. Just recently, I was crushed like a plastic cup and thrown into the trash. Even now, my heart pounds of frustration. My PBA team lost. My Barangay Ginebra Kings wasn’t able to reach into the semi final round of what should be the Tubid-Cardona face-off.
Theywerethisclose in winning that match up against the Alaska Aces, but I guess this loss will serve as a way for them to rethink the organization of the team. Seriously, a lot of these players are the best in their field, but as a team, they just couldn’t reconnect. New coach? Trade players? I don’t know.
Rumors are everywhere, but these will stay as rumors until the final word comes out. I just hope that those changes will be for the good of the team. As a fan, I will give my team a chance to regain their strength and confidence to play a decent game again.
Sportsmanship. It’s one essential value to bear in mind if you are considering to be an athlete or even just a die-hard fan of any athlete or team. Sportsmanship, nobility, humility - but not everyone can handle this.
When it comes to sports, the people involved, more than humility and sportsmanship possesses pride and aggressiveness. A lethal combo if you ask me, because people will do everything just to keep their pride intact. That’s where the technical fouls and the red cards come in. These serves as a warning for the players to try to loosen up and keep a clean game.
And sometimes, people just love to hate. They just love to feed their pride by squashing their opponents. And probably the best way to do this is through words. Bad words. You hear it everywhere. You hear it between the legions of fans of Kobe and Lebron. You hear it between Serena Williams and well, everyone she wanted to hate. You hear it between rivals, teammates, coaches and most especially, the fans. Lastly, you hear it from Floyd Mayweather Sr.
That “old hermit” has been badmouthing Manny Pacquiao for a long time now. Funny though, their team hasn’t even got the balls to fight this “little Filipino midget”. I am not a fan of Pacquiao, but those Mayweathers are being racist about this.
I hope Manny gets to fight Floyd Mayweather Jr and beat him into smithereens. That’s for his father’s rudeness and “unsportsmanly attitude”, even if I just made that word up.
It was not too long ago when tropical storm Milenyo hit the country. And who can ever forget Ondoy?
The Philippines, as being exposed into the open sea that’s the Pacific, can already be considered a typhoon capital in the world. (exaggerating here) when Milenyo hit the country, I was at home that time waiting for the PLDT men to connect our DSL line. The two men were stranded for a while in our house while they try to concoct a plan on how to brave the raging wind and flying debris everywhere. Luckily, none of our properties were damaged. Just a couple of flying trash caught our front yard and the rest is fine. But what struck us was the electricity was out for at least a month. There was also a water shortage in our community and in other places. The classes were suspended for a whole week too. Tons of billboards and different signage were scattered on every highway and trees were uprooted.
Then came last year, when a 9-hour non-stop rainfall from tropical storm Ondoy devastated Metro Manila. I can plainly remember that it was a Saturday when the “tragedy” struck us. The overnight rain was still on when I woke up that morning. The electricity went out at around 2pm then and reports of stranded commuters were being flashed on the TV. It was later at 11pm when the electricity came back. When I switched on the TV, the first scene that caught me was a flooded area where only the roofs were visible. Then I heard it for the first time, Metro Manila has almost drowned from the flood coming from the heavy rainfall of Ondoy. It was a tragic sight. People on top of their houses asking for help, children braving their way out of a flooded house, damaged properties everywhere. It was a nightmare. And for the second time, we were lucky that we’re not flooded at all. The electricity outage was our only issue, which only lasted for a whole day, while the others were already homeless.
And now, the first tropical typhoon that hit the Philippines this year has come, Basyang. Though it did not possess the heavy rainfall of Ondoy, it did possess the mighty gusts of wind as Milenyo did, or even more. Our little mangga tree in our front yard was cut and mama’s prized orchids were toppled. The only difference now is that I’m not home. As a regular working employee, I went to work amidst the bad weather. The whole building now relies to the support of a generator, as the electricity outage is Luzon-wide. Now, I struggle to think on how long this will last. I hope sooner than what I expect.
Just recently, I remember complaining about the hot weather, and now, I can’t say that I’m not complaining either. Global warming. Don’t say that you weren’t warned.
Track back my high school days, one of the most influential artists in the world was a "white" rapper called Eminem.
His songs were memorized by teenage boys trying to dress like him with their baggy clothes and Em’s signature shaved hair. I wasn’t really a fan of his music, what with all the words and stories he likes to tell, but I was always looking forward to see his music videos. They’re usually flooded with parodies and comedic stunts, and in rare cases, a deep story behind it.
But just like any other globally-followed personality, he slowly drifted off the limelight. I’m not saying that I miss him, but just like any trend, they keep on coming back better in time.
And Eminem is now back on track. I was just listening to his latest single, Love the way you lie, with Rihanna singing the infectious chorus. I love it! I guess I have never loved any Eminem song than this.
Who's that dude
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength
I heard his album, Recovery, is doing quite well too. And so I say this, “It’s nice to have you back sir!”
Have I ever mentioned that I love crime fighting shows?
Then here it goes…I love and worship CSI.
There even came a time when I only eat, breathe and live CSI. Before there was Glee, CSI ruled my world. My love for the show started way, way back when I was in high school. I was a late bloomer with the show for I just started following the series during its fourth season. Yet I was able to watch the first few seasons when I bought a DVD copy of it. Even though many people are not interested in this kind of TV show, I instantly got hooked on it. I think it was the most intelligent show in the planet. I was just stuck at the original CSI though. Grissom and his team made me want to be a crime scene investigator. With all the gadgets and tricky situations they were able to go through, this show is the best for me.
The show just ended its 10th season, but the original characters are starting to leave the show one by one. This is also one of the reasons why I’m slowly lacking an interest to the show that I haven’t watched any episode from its latest season yet. It all started with Sarah leaving the show, then Warrick, then Grissom. How I miss the whole team.
But, that’s not a reason for me to forget about their best episodes ever. I’ve chosen 20 of my favorite episodes and here they are:
Season 1: Blood Drops
"When a teenager and her sister are the sole survivors of the gruesome murder of four members of one family in a quiet suburban neighborhood, Grissom and his entire team investigate the crime. What initially looks like a bizarre cult murder becomes more disturbing when they discover the motive behind the massacre."
Season 4: Butterflied
"Grissom can't help but examine his feelings for Sara when a dead woman who bears an uncanny resemblance to her is discovered as part of a double murder he's investigating. A second dismembered body is soon located in nearby trash cans. Making the case tough to crack is the fact that the killer took extraordinary measures to clean up after himself."
Season 4: Bad Words
"Catherine and Warrick suspect a serial arsonist is at work after a house fire kills a teenage girl in a neighborhood where there was a previous blaze a few days earlier; a champion at a popular word-game tournament is found dead of asphyxiation in a men's room and several tile letters are found in his throat and stomach."
Season 4: Bloodlines
"In the fourth-season finale, a casino employee is beaten and raped on her way home from work, but she survives and identifies her attacker. Unfortunately, a DNA test sets him free and Grissom must wrestle with whether evidence can ever lie. Later, Grissom comes to the rescue of a coworker who ends up on the other side of the law."
Season 5: Down the drain
"A man's badly twisted corpse is found in a city storm-drain tunnel following a severe thunderstorm, and the discovery leads to another disturbing finding: human bones that may have come from a murder victim. As more bones are found the investigation focuses on identifying the victim and pinpointing the location where the body was dumped."
Season 5: What's eating Gilbert Grissom?
"Grissom is haunted by the return of the blue paint serial killer that got away two years ago. As the CSI team investigates the multiple murders on the WLVU college campus, they realize that the murders took place on the two-year anniversary of the execution of John Mathers, a man found guilty of murdering a woman in the same manner as these new victims at this college campus. The main clue tying four murders together is the blue paint found on all the victims' hands. The killer fooled the CSI team two years ago, when another murder took place the night of John Mathers' execution, and Grissom and team are determined to not let that happen again."
Season 5: Grave Danger
"After learning that a member of their team has been kidnapped and buried alive, the two CSI teams come together to try to save one of their own."
Season 6: Gum drops
"The CSI team suspects an entire family has been murdered, but cannot prove it until they find the victims' bodies. When the blood evidence suggests only three people were killed, Nick is the only one on the CSI team that believes the fourth family member, the young daughter, is still alive. Now, it's a race against time to find the perpetrators who may lead the CSIs to a possible survivor."
Season 6: A bullet runs through it
"A routine traffic stop turns into a wild police chase through the streets of Las Vegas, resulting in the death of a police officer. When all is finished, the crime scene stretches for miles and the CSIs face an avalanche of ballistic evidence in order to find the real killer of the police officer who died on the scene. Grissom fears the officer may have been the victim of "friendly fire" and not the drug criminals they were chasing."
Season 7: Built to kill
"Grissom is intrigued when he finds an exact miniature replica of a crime scene involving a famous ex-rock star. Grissom is fascinated when every detail of the miniature is identical to that of the real crime scene, and he goes about trying to solve the case using the clues provided. Meanwhile, Catherine again finds herself -- and someone close to her -- in danger, and begins to suspect who may be responsible."
Season 7: Fannysmackin'
"When an innocent man is brutally attacked and beaten to death by what looks like a monster in a black cape, the CSIs are called to investigate -- only to learn that a similar attack took place moments later. As the crime spree continues, the team follows the trail of evidence until Greg interrupts a beating in action and must make a difficult decision that could impact his life forever."
Season 7: Empty eyes
"While processing the house where several showgirls were murdered, Sarah is haunted by the terrified eyes and cryptic dying words of the sixth victim she discovers."
Season 7: Lab rats
"While Grissom and the rest of the CSIs are out investigating new cases, Hodges leads Archie, Henry, Mandy and Wendy to believe that Grissom wants them to secretly band together that evening in an attempt to solve the four miniature killer cases."
Season 7: Living Doll
"As the CSI team comes closer than ever to identifying the miniature killer, Sara mysteriously goes missing, forcing her relationship with Grissom out into the open."
Season 7: Living legend
"Grissom and his team investigate a string of murders in Las Vegas that may be tied to an infamous mob boss from the 1970s who disappeared many years ago. After the mob boss's Cadillac mysteriously resurfaces in a Las Vegas lake and a photo turns up of the murder victims posing with him in the 1970s, the CSIs begin to investigate whether or not the notorious gangster, whose disappearance remains a mystery, might somehow be connected to the current killing spree in Las Vegas."
Season 8: Goodbye and good luck
"In Jorja Fox's last episode, a suspect from Sara's past returns, causing her to question her future as a CSI."
Season 9: For Warrick
"The CSI team comes together after Warrick is shot in a Las Vegas alleyway."
Season 9: 19 down...
"When a new murder leads to a connection with an infamous serial killer, Grissom secretly joins the class of well-known criminal pathologist Dr. Raymond Langston (Fishburne), to gain access to the killer and get a crack in the case."
Season 9: One to go
"The CSI team is shocked and saddened when, after working with Dr. Raymond Langston (Fishburne) on the "Dick & Jane" murders, Grissom announces that his time as a CSI has come to an end and offers Langston a permanent position on the CSI team."
Season 9: No way out
"Langston and Riley are taken hostage during the aftermath of a shootout in an usually calm Las Vegas community."
I miss Grissom and the whole gang. But since they killed Warrick's character already, it will be almost impossible to see the whole gang once again. Oh memories...
It is still the season of balls and I’m not complaining about it. I was just a basketball freak before, but now, I think I’m starting to appreciate other ball sports such as tennis and that very infamous soccer (or football, whatever you want to call it).
It’s a learning process and I’m lucky to have friends who are willing to give me a little bit of background on what’s going on in that side of the world of sports. Setting aside the physical attractions of the players involved with those sports, I am just starting to get a knack for it. And that’s me who hasn’t tweeted for a week now. No Twitter, no overcapacity.
Rafa’s Revenge
Rafael Nadal bagged the Wimbledon title as smooth as a silk. He swept the match against his opponent Tomas Berdych. As to what I’ve read online, Rafa redeemed his glory as he was sidelined for an injury last year. But things are looking quite good for him these days. After winning the French open, he now gets the Wimbledon title back. Roger Federer wasn’t able to defend his title as he was eliminated incidentally in a match against Berdych. Another notable story for this tournament was the 11-gruelling-hour match by Isner and Mahut. It was the longest tennis match ever recorded in history as per my friend Mia.
World Cup Weeps
Now this is another sport that I’m starting to understand and get interested with. Spectators all around the world were starting to weep day by day as their teams bid goodbye to the tourney. Early favorites Argentina and Brazil were already eliminated, which brought tears to tons of men and women alike. But I guess one of the momentous tearjerkers of the series was when Cristiano Ronaldo, his hotness and the rest of the Portugal team were sent home after a sorry loss against the powerhouse team, Spain. True to that, Spain is now head-to-head with the Dutchmen of Netherlands as they clash for the Finals Cup. I don’t have a bet between the two because I haven’t seen them play before, popularity-wise (and according to the octopus) - I think it’s going to be Spain.
King and vagabonds
After beating the Boston Celtics, NBA 2010 champs LA Lakers are now faced with the threat of another teams that recently acquired Dwyane Wade, Chris Bosh and the “KING” himself, LeBron James. Now that Wade, Bosh and James has signed with the Miami Heat, it seems that they will create a powerhouse team that may topple Phil Jackson’s “three-peat” legacy. I am such a fan of Dwyane Wade (not really a Miami fan-girl) more than the entire Lakers ballers, and now that LeBron will really be teaming up with him, I might find it hard to root whole-heartedly to them. I kind of have issues with the “king”. But definitely, the upcoming conference will be a treat and threat to basketball fanatics all over the world.
PBA Playoffs
Now let’s go local. The playoffs is about to kick start with the Quarterfinals Series with wildcard baby Rain or Shine Elastopainters against B-Meg Derby Ace Llamados, and the Alaska Aces up against the Baranggay Ginebra Kings. San Miguel Beermen and the (all star) Talk n’ Text Tropang Texters has gained the outright semis berth and are waiting for the teams that will resurface from the Quarterfinals. RoS and the Llamados will definitely put up a show as their key players are now on the limelight. Of course, James Yap and all his jazz (and pizzazz) against the “Sol Train” Sol Mercado who has been playing very well that led them to get through the wildcard phase. On the other side of the bracket, the Alaska Aces will face the Gin Kings with their new point guard, Topex Robinson. The Gin Kings on the other hand has just redeemed their sorry losses with the acquisition of new import Chris Daniels. I am a huge, huge Ginebra fan, but I think the two teams who might fight for the Fiesta Cup will be TnT and RoS. (It’s hard to topple the Texters now with Kelly Williams and Rain or Shine has definitely put up the most heart to the series so far)
I could go on talking about sports the whole day because everything is just so huge and has been a huge deal as well. Every sporting event is hyped and exciting as it can be. It makes me miss Twitter more. (I can never let go of the Twitter issue, right?) :D
No! Seriously, I’ve had enough of this tweetless days and it’s getting the best of me! Yesterday, I tried my very best to stray my thoughts away from that bliss of expressing everything that I wanted to say while at work. True enough to my being an UberTweeter (over sa twitter), I took a step back from technology and wrote down in an index card my “tweets” for the day. And here they are:
“I’m so addicted to Twitter that I wrote down my tweets on a paper.”
“ I know that the sex and voters’ education is essential to be instilled to the youth, but I think it will be better if we try to raise the standard of education first.”
“Bago dagdagan ang ituturo, dagdagan muna ang magtuturo at pagtuturuan.”
“I used to associate working with thesis-writing. The hassle, headaches and stress is just the same, but now I realized the difference – the fun and ease of working as a group.”
“I don’t get it, but I’m just not a fan of Japanese food. Tempura and teriyaki go! Sushi and sashimi, no!”
“A morning thought: I’m considering on applying for a credit card. Parang ang yaman lang.”
“Another fun day at the office. Mainit ba ulo mo? LOL”
“Gahd! Malapit ko nang makabisa yung Baby! @ulybog”
“Depressed. I miss you..Twitter.”
“Nothing to tweet.”
How long will I be able to endure this loneliness?
I miss tweeting. You are my (virtual) life.
(GEEK FREAK)
