“The two most historic rivals in all of sports will meet in the ultimate of all sporting events, the race of nine months decided in three hours, 104 games whittled down to one.” This was what LA Times said in its article about the anticipated match between Los Angeles Lakers and Boston Celtics. There were actually seven games all in all during the finals to be able to determine who the real winner of the match is. Well, flash forward, LA Lakers won the 2010 NBA championship with a score of 73-89 during the final game. Some rejoiced while some heaved big sighs. Sadly for the Celtics, they’ve already prepared boxes of championship caps ready for distribution. Nevertheless, at least it was such a close fight rather than having the Celtics trampled deep in the ground.
Ok so I was actually talking about basketball in the first paragraph. Wow. With all honesty, I’m not really into sports. Like seriously, until now, the rules and games of such sports like volleyball and basketball are still unfamiliar to me. During basketball games, I get puzzled why all of a sudden, there’s some “foul” in the game. I really don’t get it and sometimes i don't even try to. So yeah I don’t watch basketball games for the reason stated in the sentence before this but this time I actually watched the game between Celtics and Lakers.The only reason why I watched was because I was only interested on who was winning. My friend and I had a bet that if Celtics would win, I could ask him to do something for me. But if Lakers will bring home victory, then I guess I’ll become subjected to his consequence. If it weren’t for that, then I wouldn’t spend so much time staring at the television screen for some basketball game.
There’s always a reason why things are the way they seem to be. As for me, I’m not into sports because I suck at it. What’s ironic is that when I was 10 years old, I thought I was sporty. Looking back makes me laugh at my old self. What was I thinking? Oh well… I was able to presume that I wasn’t sporty when I tried volleyball back in my high school days. I thought I was getting “in the zone” but I realized my efforts weren’t enough to catch up with some of my classmates who were naturally good at that sport. I know it’s not good to give up but I did. I had a history with badminton wherein I wasn’t good at it, too. And oh yeah, I also don’t know how to stay still in the waters (e.g. pool, beach). Anyway why force myself into something I didn’t really LOVE at the first place? Maybe that time I was just really trying to search for that “something” I was good at- and maybe until now. Nevertheless, I now know that sports doesn’t love me enough to give me extra chances. Hahaha!
Source: "No Single Hero in Grim LA Comeback" by Recah Trinidad (Philippine Daily Inquirer)
-Elesia Mae R. Jo

































