For the first time in 24 years, I shed a bucket of tears because of basketball after we lost in last Sunday's game. I was in awe when after minutes of crying, I realized how "painful" it was for me that we lost. It was indeed a gloomy day for the Ateneo community.
Come Monday, I received several email messages from classmates and friends from the Ateneo and boy, after watching those video clips, heaven knows how my nose turned red - sniffing and trying to hold back such tears. I had no idea how this event can be this very painful where sometime in the past, I just did not care so much. Ha!
As our Hymn says -
Down from the hill, down to the world go I;
Rememb'ring still,
How the bright Blue Eagles fly.
Through joy and tears,
Through the laughing years,
We sing our battle song:
Win or lose,
It's the school we choose;
This is the place where we belong!
This is, indeed, where I belong.
I never really understood what being in the Ateneo community really meant until this season - grabe, the intensity was super overwhelming. One time, I was in Glorietta checking out the apparels in Adidas (and yes, I was looking at the Ateneo shirts and jackets), when a guy suddenly asked me if I am watching the game in Araneta, if I have extra tickets pa and asking me how are things in school. Blah, blah. It was a good 3-minute talk with an alumnus. Somewhere in that store was a connection - not necessarily romantic, though but it was a good connection.
I saw the pictures posted in Fabilioh and again, something hit me so hard as I look at Ford's and Zion's pictures taken in Gesu. Sheesh. This is their last playing season for the Ateneo. They will be sorely missed. You know, there's something about defeat now that really pains me but I took comfort in what some colleagues said, defeat is not to be ashamed of - for we fought fairly and never cheated.
We may have lost last Sunday but we still take pride in being an Atenean. Ang sarap maging Atenista!
One Big Fight!
Come Monday, I received several email messages from classmates and friends from the Ateneo and boy, after watching those video clips, heaven knows how my nose turned red - sniffing and trying to hold back such tears. I had no idea how this event can be this very painful where sometime in the past, I just did not care so much. Ha!
As our Hymn says -
Down from the hill, down to the world go I;
Rememb'ring still,
How the bright Blue Eagles fly.
Through joy and tears,
Through the laughing years,
We sing our battle song:
Win or lose,
It's the school we choose;
This is the place where we belong!
This is, indeed, where I belong.
I never really understood what being in the Ateneo community really meant until this season - grabe, the intensity was super overwhelming. One time, I was in Glorietta checking out the apparels in Adidas (and yes, I was looking at the Ateneo shirts and jackets), when a guy suddenly asked me if I am watching the game in Araneta, if I have extra tickets pa and asking me how are things in school. Blah, blah. It was a good 3-minute talk with an alumnus. Somewhere in that store was a connection - not necessarily romantic, though but it was a good connection.
I saw the pictures posted in Fabilioh and again, something hit me so hard as I look at Ford's and Zion's pictures taken in Gesu. Sheesh. This is their last playing season for the Ateneo. They will be sorely missed. You know, there's something about defeat now that really pains me but I took comfort in what some colleagues said, defeat is not to be ashamed of - for we fought fairly and never cheated.
We may have lost last Sunday but we still take pride in being an Atenean. Ang sarap maging Atenista!
One Big Fight!
