Allow me to deviate from the usual legal matters and take time to congratulate my alma mater’s basketball team, the UP Fighting Maroons. The Maroons won, 69-61, against the UE Red Warriors in the UAAP Season 74 game yesterday, July 14. No, it’s not the championship. The season has just started. One win is really not a big deal, unless we consider that the win ended an 18-game losing streak, with the last win way back in August 2009 against La Salle. Wow!
Somebody joked about starting a bonfire in the sunken garden in thanksgiving, or perhaps declaring a system-wide holiday. Somebody said the momentous event made her forget about part 2 of Harry Potter 7. This is indeed an important win. And while we should acknowledge the win, it’s not time to celebrate. Not yet.
It has been a long, long time since I’ve followed basketball. In the NBA, before I followed the championship run of the never-say-die Dallas Mavericks, the last time I rooted for a team was during the reign of His Airness, Michael Jordan, at the Chicago Bulls. In the PBA, the only time I watched was during the championship run of the never-say-die Ginebra team of playing coach Jawo, Marlou Aquino, Bal David, Noli Locsin, Vince Hizon, Pido Jarencio . . . yes, you closet Ginebra fan, you can fill up the rest of the roster (to the tune of Gary Granada’s Pag Nananalo ang Ginebra).
The last time I watched a game live in the UAAP, the Maroons lost the game and the encouraging 3-0 season run. 3-1, all downhill from there. So I swore not to watch ever since, to remove the preposterous chance that it brought bad luck to the Maroons.
The last time UP won the UAAP championship, if I’m not mistaken, was in 1986 with Benjie Paras and Ronnie Magsanoc in the team. Ateneo, La Salle, UST, UE, no surprise if these former champions win the title again this year. But imagine if UP wins the championship this season. Fat chance? Well, go on fighting, Maroons.