Saturday slog

Saturday slog

Being a football parent has been quite taxing. I’m lucky enough to have the flexibility to duck out during the week to fetch my daughter after practice—which happens twice a week, assuming the schedule actually holds. But considering how fickle the school calendar can...
Middle class guilt

Middle class guilt

So… The kid finally scored her first competitive goal as part of their school’s grade school football/futsal varsity. Too bad all this daddy pride came with a dash of middle class guilt. This match day was for the DepEd Unit Meet for elementary...
Modest expectations

Modest expectations

I was never the athlete. As a kid, I was short, stubby, and had lungs that could barely hold in a couple of puffs of air. I liked sports but sports never liked me. But if there was a sport in which I displayed any semblance of schoolyard competence, it would be...
Boxing the fatness away

Boxing the fatness away

Weight loss has always seemed to be a Sisyphean task for me. We have a family history of obesity so darn genetics for giving me the fat gene. And having been obese in my younger years, my fat cells just want to swell up whenever I succeed in getting trim. My constant...

This sporting idiocy was brought to you by…

I recently started following the UAAP men’s basketball. I mainly have lost interest in it due to the fact that UP has been losing and that I have been critical of the lack of coverage of the other sports. But what can you do when you live in a basketball...
Sunday Bloody Sunday

Sunday Bloody Sunday

We’ve moved in to a new place a couple of weeks ago and we’re hankering to fill the space with some activity. The family’s filled with Pacquiao fans so we decided to get a pay-per-view subscription and host a viewing party for the Pacquiao-Mayweather...