Actual paragraph my thesis partner and I wrote in Methodological Issues part of the last chapter:

"Since the issue of the MLC spanned a period of seven years and involved several bureaucratic agents, research employed significant archival digging and context building to establish the scope and limitations of our brains."

Dig lang ng dig, okay?

Oo, napatalsik na naman kami. Third round pa lang 'yon sa Indian Wells. Masakit pero nangyari na ang nangyari. Yun nga lang minsan, parang game! tapos makikita mo na lang, unti-unti, parang manghihina na ulit. Alam naman ng lahat na si Santiago ang isa sa mga bihirang manlalaro na may kakayahang sipain si Federer in two sets of three. Pero kasing hirap ko lang 'yata magsulat sa Tagalog, ganong kadali matalo ng mga unheard-of players ang bet ko.

Bakit ganon? Inconsistency, pare.

Kung babagkasin ang kasaysayan, 'di pala nag-iisa si James, pati ang mga naging paborito kong atleta inconsistent din tulad ni Peja at Hantuchova. Para bang one shot deal. Mapapahanga ka at mapapanganga for a period of time, tapos gano'n na lang. Talento at lakas? Meron. Follow through? Wala.

Ganito ka rin James. The fact na sinusuportahan kita kahit ano'ng mangyari ay nagsasabi din ng maraming bagay tungkol sa'kin. Lalo na ngayon na wala ka na sa top 10, na 'di ka makapanalo ng five-set matches, na nakukuntento ka lang sa pagpapahanga ng audience sa bilis at talsik ng bolang tinatamaan mo, na kapag mahirap 'yon bang na akala mo wala ka nang mabubuga dahil halos limitado na ang nalalabi mong araw sa laro.

James, hindi 'yan nasusukat sa awesomeness o sa angas o sa experience. Feeling mo ba ayos lang na itapon ang laro kapag umaabante na ang kalaban? Dahil ba magte-trenta ka na at sa larangan ng tennis ay 100 years old ka na? Hindi, James. Kaya mo pa eh, obvious naman. Konting inspirasyon lang siguro (para sa fans lang ba) o mahigpit na coaching (at coaxing). Dudepare, consistency lang 'yan.

Madaling magsalita dahil nanonood lang ako. Ang nakakagulat dito ay ...
ikaw at ako, Blake, pareho. #

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photo credit: tennischick.net
Kudos for the Blake commentary!

There is an industry. There is art. There is a wonderful country.

And nobody else wanted to shout this more than Francis Magalona, the man of the moment, "The Man from Manila." Everything on TV is him now and I think it's just proper. Real visionaries deserve more than that. And this is not even to credit him yet as a person outside the world of show. From what I've heard and have been hearing, and through encounters with his family, it's all approval.

I feel like a loser for not having known his contributions to the industry and the nation while he was still alive. I loved "Kaleidoscope World" though, and I remember my high school friends Saab or Frank shrugging away expressive admirers of their great dad. I guess they're too used to it and they tried hard to look for ways to say it's already a given. Like there's no question the man is admired and loved and that's the way it has always been. We've heard all about it, humor us.



I give it to you, Francis M! The last post-humous tribute I wrote in this blog was for the previous Pope. I'm proud to have met you even just once. Thank you for giving us the music. I mean, I think I wouldn't be known as the rapper among my friends if I wasn't inspired by your performances. Hihi. Your family is one of the most generous I know. No doubt you grew it. #