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Pinoys did it again. Two Filipino boxers shone in their matches held in Las Vegas yesterday and once again, their countrymen rejoiced at their very impressive victories. Another thing that they found significant is that the opponents of the two were, like the ones their precursor, Manny Pacquiao, had beaten, also Mexicans. The star of the show was Nonito Donaire, a Filipino-American with roots in General Santos, otherwise known as Pacquiao Country, who made short work of his supposedly unbeaten foe, Fernando Montiel.
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Donaire, clearly a thinking boxer, seemed to have gotten the measure of Montiel within the first round, and sent him to the mat in Round Two. Now, wasn’t that reminiscent of the Pacquiao-Hatton fight where the British idol bit the mat in the second round? I cannot forget the sight of the British favorite, Ricky Hatton, peacefully “sleeping” on the mat where Manny Pacquiao had sent him. In the case of Montiel, it was horrible to see him jerking and shaking like a suddenly beheaded chicken after he got it in the head from Donaire. I understand that he was rushed to a hospital and could not even be interviewed later.
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But Bacolod also has reason to rejoice. A local boy, Mark Melligen, also beat Gabriel Martinez by unanimous decision, meaning the fight went the distance, but our boy’s victory was quite convincing with all three judges giving him a wide edge over the Mexican. Melligen’s fight was in the undercard, meaning one of the “intros”, but Donaire’s was the main eventer. While I am happy that Donaire won so decisively, I have some misgivings about this boy who comes on as rather over-confident and too chatty. Maybe it is because we are used to Pacquiao who continues to strike people as humble and self-effacing. Well. Donaire grew up in the U.S. and evidently has a different culture and outlook.
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A beaming Bob Arum, who also promoted the Donaire match-up, seems to have the idea that the Philippines is a rich breeding ground for boxers. And the articulate Donaire, already having made a self-assessment, now talks about himself as Pacquiao’s Number Two. Well, let’s hope he also has someone like Mommy Dionisia to storm the heavens with prayers everytime her son has a scheduled fight. It is well known that Donaire is estranged from his family, especially his father, who had trained him in boxing. I note that while TV covered his relatives in General Santos, there was no comment from his father. How sad the old man must be feeling.
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By the way, I am not the only one complaining about the intriguing non-appearances in the media of any of the photos supposedly taken of Manny Pacquiao and Barack Obama in the White House. Some Manila columnists are also asking why. Some say the W.H. probably does not want to show or give the idea that their president is backing a Pinoy boxer over the American, others claim that he does not want to tower over the shorter Pacquiao. Me, I have started suspecting that, after hearing how American fans stopped traffic and even caused road accidents near the White House, Obama is afraid Pacquiao will outshine him.
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My, the Mongolians must still be smarting from their routing in Bacolod recently. I hear that they will not allow the Azkals to train in their country before their match. The PH team had wanted to go to Mongolia earlier so they could acclimatize themselves to the freezing weather, but the Mongolians won’t have it. Maybe they think it would be to their advantage if the Azkals get too cold they’d freeze, or better still if they get frostbitten before the fight, and can no longer kick. What did that motto of the Football Federation say? “My game is fair play” is denying your opponent the opportunity to get used to your climate fair play? They say the Azkals will train in Japan instead.
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The Supreme Court has turned down the petition for reconsideration by a women’s group of its decision denying their complaint of plagiarism against a member of the High Court who, they claim, copied parts of the statement of foreign legal experts in the decision he penned against the comfort women. Sorry for you, old girls, you did not come in during flip-flop time. But, who knows? Just try again. The city wannabes did it four times, and the latest ruling was one after their own hearts already. It’s still worth a try, you know.*
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