No defense for Pacquiao
“The Boxer,” as sang by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel portrayed the professional and personal struggles of a boxer on the downside of what appears to be a non-illustrious career.* * * * * * * * * *
In the mid-1970s onwards at a place called Fireplace, it was one of the favorites especially when it was Conrad Marzan, Bubot Olarte or Sammy Comiles belting out the lines:
“I am just a poor boy/Though my story’s seldom told/ I have squandered my resistance/ For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises/ All lies and jests/Still a man hears what he wants to hear/ And disregards the rest.”
This was the period when Rey Tam was the boxer to reckon with, and whose struggles inside and out the ring was the stuff of legends. Who cannot forget how he piled up wins in overwhelming fashion, culminating to that time when he annexed the Orient junior lightweight title by administering Japan’s Apollo Yoshio a boxing clinic many saw and cannot forget?
Then there was the moment of truth when he finally stepped in the ring, barely rested from a long flight, with the legend Alexis Arguello. The result could only end in disaster, and from thereon, a downward spiral.
Like Tam, Manny Pacquiao was nobody when he debuted in the ring in Davao City. Accounts of his early life showed a hand-to-mouth existence with corn as the staple in a part of the globe where “one day, one eat” was par for the course.
But like Tam, his talents cannot be denied and soon enough he was knocking at the gates of boxing’s Mecca. Unlike Tam, his promoter had both the means and connections to open the gates, and Pacquiao’s name soon catapulted into the national consciousness to the envy of whoever was in Malacañang.
With title after title annexed, Pacquiao wanted more. Against better judgment and not against popular clamor, he ran and won as congressman of Sarangani. Now his wife Jinkee has herself elected as vice governor. Had she wanted to, Inday Dionesia could have been elected punong barangay no sweat.
It was a far cry from Manny the aspiring boxer who would settle for a few thousands as purse. Now he is a billionaire many times over and is entangled in a P2.2 billion tax case.
It is a fight Manny has no defense against and comes eerily at a time when Napoles and Yolanda pummeled the national consciousness. Whether it was by design or by coincidence, we cannot say. All we can say is that Manny must come to terms with the BIR and think of the next fight. To end with the song:
“Now the years are rolling by me/ They are rocking evenly/ And, I’m older than I once was/And younger than I’ll be/ That’s not unusual/ Nor is it strange/ After changes after changes/ We are more or less the same/
After changes, we are more or less the same.”
There is a new kid on the block in golf and he is only 13, grade 7 Luigi Paolo Wong of the Hope Christian Academy of La Trinidad.
Last week, Luigi accomplished the unthinkable when he outperformed a 60-man field to emerge winner in the individual (AM-F) category, beating out veterans and players many years his senior in the process.
Beginning this Monday, he will join the Baguio Country Club team in seeing action against tougher competition in Am-C category, an opportunity rarely given players his age.
This versatile kid had previously won six golds at the Palarong Pambansa where he represented Benguet in taekwondo.
Methinks the kid’s showing is no flash in the pan but that of a diamond in the rough that is bound to go places. Afo ni Ibadoy itan, cheers.