sports is a fickle friend

some people do not understand what it is to be involved in sports.

since i entered college, my lifestyle has been more active. it might have been a consequence of joining IE Club or being in the College of Engineering.

Eng'g has a very competitive nature which is exemplified by different competitions here and there. some of which are Eng'g Cup, Marketing Congress and the much-awaited Eng'g Week.

anyway, ever since i entered Eng'g i have been more participative in activities like sports and dancing. this is very ironic from my high school lifestyle which revolved around academics.

lately, i suffered an injury caused by the tearing of ankle ligaments. this is a very common injury in sports. so, i didn't fret because i know that if cared for, the ankle will slowly return to its original state.

however, others seems to abhor the fact that i continue to be active with swollen ankles. i know my limitations and that i cannot push myself in this condition. also, they are telling me that i should stop playing for me not te get injured again.

but, hey, i am an athlete. no injury can stop me from playing the game that i love. this is what they do not understand. it might seem insensitive, but i guess that they didn't have a sport that they are passionate about. i care about my physical well-being. but, i also care about doing the stuff that i love.

UP also taught me to be a fan of my own alma mater. when i was in high school, i didn't believe that our athletes can take on other schools. we'd always be shouting, "quizbee na lang!" just to trash talk the opponent. however, introduced to the UP culture, i have always believed in the Fighting Maroons.

we may be the whipping boys of the men's basketball, but our other sports have the power to counter every enemy move.

so, last sunday, i was watching UP's opening game of the season. which we lost, by the way. then, i was excited for the first quarter because the Maroons where doing good. i didn't notice that i was shout YEAH and NICE and GOOD JOB whenever the players are able to score a basket.

now, this uncle of mine reprimanded me that i was a noisy watcher. if i could just tell him, "kung makita mo ang mga Amerikano manood, mas malala pa sila sa akin"

i do not know if i should pity him for not knowing how it is to be a fan. maybe someday, he'll learn from it.

so, this is for now. i must remember that i have a new diet to try. eat more, that is. :)