Unlike my Dad, my 2 brothers and my beau, I am never a basketball fan. I never understand why they'd run back and forth with that ball. I just don't get it or maybe because I am more for individual sports - I play badminton (singles), I swim and do Kayaking. You see these sports that I mentioned do not require much teamwork compared to say, basketball which I believe you have to deal with the rest of the team.
Segue:
Sunday night. Before my brother Gello went to his room to sleep, he asked me to watch Game 5 for him because he'll be in school and of course, he won't be able to watch the game. As he coined it, "Ate, Ikaw yung eyes ko kunyari ha. Watch ka ng NBA and cheer ka for Miami Heat ha? Promise?" (Ate, you'll serve as my eyes. Watch NBA and cheer for Miami Heat ha? Promise?). My gawd! In my mind, I was like "What?! Why do I have to wake up early just to watch that game and to cheer for Miami Heat?! For crying out loud, its my off!" But all I could say was, "Ok. I'll watch it."
The next morning, my mobile was ringing and yes, it was Gello calling me from school. When I answered it he was like, "Ate, wake up ka na. Go watch NBA na! Dali!" (Ate, wake up! Go watch NBA! Fast!) And I said, "Saan ka? Diba, you have school today?" (Where are you? Don't you have school today?) And to that he answered me back, "Nasa school ako, recess namin. Dali watch ka na ng NBA, Ate. Baka maconfiscate ng teacher ko yung cellphone ko." (I am in school, it is our break. I am afraid that my teacher might confiscate my cellphone.) When I heard that, I was alarmed and all I could say again was, "Okay, I'll put the phone down na. Baka maconfiscate phone mo, lagot ka kay Mommy. Nood na ko ng NBA." (Okay, I'll put the phone down. Mom will surely get mad at you if she found out that your phone has been confiscated. I'll watch NBA now.) I heard him shell out a big sound of relief and he said, "Thank you! Bye na. Love you!" and then click, he hung up.
The next few minutes, I caught myself cheering for Miami Heat. I felt the intensity of the game and in the last few seconds, I was really praying that Wade makes those free throws. He did and I was very happy. And then I am hooked. I watched Game 6 - even if I am at work. And yes, I am the happiest SA, all because my brother's favorite team won the championship.
At the end of the day, I realized that I can love this much. I am amazed at how a 10 year old kid could easily persuade me to watch two basketball games from start to finish. My Mom said "Its love, actually."
PS.
Did I say that my brother gave me flowers (fresh from Mom's "garden") this morning with a note saying, "You're the best Ate!"?
Segue:
Sunday night. Before my brother Gello went to his room to sleep, he asked me to watch Game 5 for him because he'll be in school and of course, he won't be able to watch the game. As he coined it, "Ate, Ikaw yung eyes ko kunyari ha. Watch ka ng NBA and cheer ka for Miami Heat ha? Promise?" (Ate, you'll serve as my eyes. Watch NBA and cheer for Miami Heat ha? Promise?). My gawd! In my mind, I was like "What?! Why do I have to wake up early just to watch that game and to cheer for Miami Heat?! For crying out loud, its my off!" But all I could say was, "Ok. I'll watch it."
The next morning, my mobile was ringing and yes, it was Gello calling me from school. When I answered it he was like, "Ate, wake up ka na. Go watch NBA na! Dali!" (Ate, wake up! Go watch NBA! Fast!) And I said, "Saan ka? Diba, you have school today?" (Where are you? Don't you have school today?) And to that he answered me back, "Nasa school ako, recess namin. Dali watch ka na ng NBA, Ate. Baka maconfiscate ng teacher ko yung cellphone ko." (I am in school, it is our break. I am afraid that my teacher might confiscate my cellphone.) When I heard that, I was alarmed and all I could say again was, "Okay, I'll put the phone down na. Baka maconfiscate phone mo, lagot ka kay Mommy. Nood na ko ng NBA." (Okay, I'll put the phone down. Mom will surely get mad at you if she found out that your phone has been confiscated. I'll watch NBA now.) I heard him shell out a big sound of relief and he said, "Thank you! Bye na. Love you!" and then click, he hung up.
The next few minutes, I caught myself cheering for Miami Heat. I felt the intensity of the game and in the last few seconds, I was really praying that Wade makes those free throws. He did and I was very happy. And then I am hooked. I watched Game 6 - even if I am at work. And yes, I am the happiest SA, all because my brother's favorite team won the championship.
At the end of the day, I realized that I can love this much. I am amazed at how a 10 year old kid could easily persuade me to watch two basketball games from start to finish. My Mom said "Its love, actually."
PS.
Did I say that my brother gave me flowers (fresh from Mom's "garden") this morning with a note saying, "You're the best Ate!"?
