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mAsAkIt sA hEArt... nAng mAtAlO Ang gInEbrA!

‘Masakit sa heart…’ We heard this line from one of Ginebra’s avid fan. Somehow, he was able to voice out our feelings that night…

It was Game 6 of the PBA Fiesta Cup Finals between Ginebra San Miguel and San Miguel Beer. The Ginkings were leading the series, 3-2.They only need one more win to grab the finals championship crown. All GSM fans were hoping that they will win that night. But luck was not on our side. SMB won the game and forced GSM to a Game 7.

“Asar Talo!”That’s exactly how we felt. We could not believe that we are going home losers. We thought that it will be the end of the series, that there’s no more Game 7. And like a sour-loser that we are, we won’t admit that our team got beaten so badly. We even think that the game was given in order to prolong the finals so that PBA will earn more. We are really sure that Ginebra is going to win the series. They just want to suspense us for a bit.

Game 7, as expected, was much awaited. Araneta Coliseum was full up to roof. Even the General Admission tickets wee sold out! More than twenty thousand people went to watch the final match between the leagues top two teams, which has the biggest followers. But the fact remains that ¾ of this crowd belongs to Baranggay Ginebra.

Everyone was expecting a close match between these two teams, the sibling rivalry that’s been going on for years. I even thought that there will be an overtime game or it will be a cardiac finish. But it didn’t turn out that way. During the 1st quarter it was already clear that it will not be an easy game for the Gins. While the Beermen made it look like that basketball was not that hard, the Gins were struggling. They could not even make easy shots. There are times that SMB will let them score, still the GSM were unable to convert! It seems that we are watching an amateur game, not a Finals championship!!!

But being a true blue Ginebra fan, the ‘Never Say Die’ spirit still prevail. We still hope that someone from the team will step up and turn the ball around. Someone who would start the run, make the shots and bring the team back on track. There are times that they will make a run, and you could hear the crowds cheering them on but then SMB will soon stop them. Luck was not on our side and so was the time. As the final buzzer went off, our chance for the championship crown was snatch in our hands. We just stood there and watched, confetti’s and balloons pouring down on us, while SMB players and fans rejoicing.

It was really a sad and heart-breaking loss for the Ginebra but San Miguel deserved the crown. They have the talents and the heart to win. Even their bench players can match up to the first five of the Kings. As for the Gins, I don’t know who is to blame… Maybe it was the coaching staff, maybe the players were not hungry enough for the championship title, maybe most key players were worried about their injuries, maybe their bench was not that deep. I’m just wondering if they would win the finals if Mark Caguioa played in the series or if Jaworski was the coach or if they have the complete line up just like what the Gordon’s Gins have before?

There are a lot of ‘maybe’s’ and ‘what if’s’ but one thing is for sure, the Ginebra spirit will live on… This was proven when they received the 2nd place award. We applauded them for the efforts and hard work they had shown and as if we have won the championship we started chanting ‘Ginebra! Ginebra!’. The ‘Never Say Die’ attitude of the Baranggay Ginebra will never waver. No matter what happens their fans will support them. Not because they are the best team in the league but because they are the best team in our hearts. Hoping that the next time they enter the finals we will be the one wearing the biggest smile while singing “We are the Champion” at the top of our lungs. Then you won’t see us heaving a deep breath, shaking our heads, holding our chest while saying… ‘Masakit sa heart…’

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Ginebra! Ginebra! Ginebra!

Just want to post these videos here…
These shows the ‘Never Say Die” attitude of the Ginebra team.


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rEcUpErAtIng frOm gAstrOentIrItIs

I’ve been sick for 11 days now. Last Friday I was even rush to the hospital because I was running a high fever. I was afraid that I might have a convulsion. My diarrhea started on Saturday. We were on our way from our weekend vacation in Pangasinan when my stomach starts to ache. I thought it was just normal. When I got home I headed straight to the toilet. I asked my Mom to mix me some coffee and buy me Loperamide. After that I again went to the john and this time I vomited. I didn’t think that it’s a symptom for my sickness. I thought it was just due to hangover ‘coz we have a lot to drink the previous night. So, I continue taking the medicines and Gatorade.

By Monday, I’ve learned that most of us who went to Pangasinan had/have LBM. Julie was still absent that day ‘coz she’s already running a fever. By Tuesday, my stomach was already doing fine. Or so I thought…
Wednesday, was my fave sis bday and my fave bro’s despidada so, as expected there’s lots of food. By midnight, I was again making my trips to the cr I took loperamide again the next day.

Friday morning I told my Mom to buy me Imodium because Lomotil has no effect on me. By Friday night I woke up with a fever and a chill. I don’t have any strength to stand up and call my Mom so I miscalled Joan’s number. When she came I asked her to get our Mom for me. I wanted some water and I want to ask her to rub my face with wet towel ‘coz I was feeling hot. When she felt my forehead I was burning with fever. She told me to get dress ‘coz she’s bringing me to the hospital. I was hoping that I could spend the night at home and if the next day I’m still not feeling well that’s when I’m going to the hospital for checkup. But of course she won’t let me.

At the hospital, we went straight to the ER. It was around 10:00pm. I was asked to fill in a form then they asked me questions about my condition. They got blood samples. They still needed urine and feces sample but I can’t provide one yet. After 45 minutes they had my blood result. As expected I have a slight anemia. After that I was able to urinate, so we again waited for the urinalysis.
My sis asked the nurse if I could be given medicine for my fever. She was able to bought Tempra so I took that one. I was really tired, sleepy, cold and sick so I got to take short naps. Good thing we brought a blanket, just in case I was advised to be admitted. My urinalysis result took so long and they kept on asking me my last menstrual period. It scares me a lot!!!

I was able to give them feces sample also by 11:00pm. The urinalysis result shows that I have traces of UTI. But it’s not that significant. While the fecalysis shows that I have acute gastroenteritis. Lucky for me, I don’t have amoeba or salmonella in my system. The doctor prescribed me 3 kinds of medicines. First is Racecadotril for the diarrhea to be taken up every 8 hours until the diarrhea stops. Second is Ciprofloxacin, antibiotic for the bacteria. This one is every 12 hours and it really has a bitter taste. The last one is just a Paracetamol for the fever. I was advised not to eat dairy products and oily foods. I should also include in my diet banana and apple and drink lots of fluid. I was advised to drink also water with orosol. It has a weird taste. Believe me!!!
Joan’s nurse’ friend was convincing me to have myself confined in the hospital. But I fear the dextrose so much that’s why I preferred to rest at home. Saturday feels like hell! I still have a fever, I was in and out of the john, my pupu was watery, my stomach hurts so bad, I can’t eat, if I ate I will vomit and the medicine taste soooo BAD!!! It almost felt like dying! I was afraid it never gonna stop. My Mom would wake me up for my medicine or if I’m about to eat. My sis will take my temperature. It was how hellish the sickness was.

Sunday, I don’t have the fever anymore, so I cut on the Paracetamol. My pupu was not watery and the trip to the john was not that frequent. I still stayed on the bed the whole day.
Monday, I was feeling a little okay. I was able to get out of bed. My Mom even let me eat fried fish. I stopped taking the medicine for diarrhea. But by midnight, I again felt my stomach was acting funny. My pupu was still not okay. I took my medicine again for the diarrhea just to be sure.

Early this morning, I told my Mom that I still have to stick to my diet. I’m only taking one medicine, the antibiotic. It will be until Friday. I hope I’m okay now. I’ve lost a lot of weight and I still feel week. Mom told me to still stay home tomorrow. But I’m not yet sure. I just wish that I’m cured now.

When I get better I will eat fried chicken, pasta, pizza, fries, icecream, drink coke but I guess alcohol will not be consumed for along time… :)

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