I’m not writing about how the Pacquiao-Marquez fight should’ve ended, or whether I agree with the results or not. You’ve already got your Facebook, Twitter and TV overflowing with opinions, I don’t want this site to stress you out. Mahal magpa-Belo🙂 However, this post is still about the match and how it united the Filipinos here in Jakarta- one fine Sunday.
As if you still don’t know, a Pacquiao fight has always been a “sacred” event for Filipinos. This is one time when Philippines has zero crime rate and the roads are miraculously clear of traffic. You wouldn’t want to miss Manny’s bloodied face saying his victory message (in English!) with the Philippine flag waving on his background. Or Mommy Dionisia fainting. Or Jinkee’s new nose, I mean, Hermes bag.
Anyway, Pinoys here in Jakarta wouldn’t want to miss the action so a group of friends organized a viewing/salu-salo in Demang Restaurant strategically located near Sta. Theresia Church, where Filipinos would normally start their day on a Sunday. The place was jam packed not only with Pinoys but also foreigners i.e. Indonesia (of course), Germany, USA, Sri Lanka, Belgium, etc. By the way, there was also a lone Mexican guest who was brave and sport enough to watch the fight with us. Let me take you there…
Then the RP Basketball contingent for the Jakarta SEA Games arrived. We didn’t know all of them but the ladies just shrieked and swarmed around them for photo-op. Me? Nah, I kept my cool the whole time… Wait! Did you just say Chris Tiu?!?!?!?
I’m no boxing expert nor a sports analyst. All I know is that millions of Filipinos all over the world are always brought together by one man- Manny Pacquiao. Now to those still insisting for a re-match between Philippines and Mexico, see you at the Ms. Universe!