I was on a taxi on the way to NAIA-3 awhile ago when I heard the AM radio commentator – who is anything but a fine example of objective sports journalism – claim that nobody, not even Floyd Mayweather, can stop the Pacman.
Of course it was a rip-off, considering that Pacman defeated Ricky “Hitman” Hatton in two rounds – that’s two rounds - of boxing. So you figure that our honorable and august members of the House of Representatives probably got ripped off by the fight (well, we did), and the honorable and august President of the Republic of the Philippines will probably proclaim this as a “victory for the Filipino people.” It will probably be PR’ed the hell as a “fairytale victory,” even.
Fairytale victory, huh?
My day started – where else – at the smoking area of NAIA 3. Which was kind of the way it should start, since I’m very acrophobic. One thing I kind of despise about airport snackage is that the iced tea that I was drinking cost me P40, and the airport didn’t even have wi-fi so that I can rant and complain my ass off.