I don't know how to start this entry. I don't even know how to continue this without sounding like I am sourgraping or anything, because I definitely am not. I guess. I do not want this to seem negative because I do not want my yellow-blooded friends to think that I am against them personally. Ateneans don't do that. They know that I never do that. I still love them (Nica, Sinta, Bryan, Tin, Kuya Yay, etc). I really do, despite the hatred I have for their school (that I’m guilty of). I hope this would not go against our friendship. We lost. My school lost and it is difficult to accept that. So please just let me be…

I was there. I witnessed everything except for the last three seconds of the game. I didn't have the courage to face the crowd before me jumping with glee. I did not want to see the people who were shouting and yelling cheers against us happy and…well, just happy. My yellow-blooded friends know for sure how much I love my school. They have known my love for the Ateneo since high school. I have always been hardcore and they know that. And Monday night, I was eyewitness. Damn those people who kept on shouting like there was no tomorrow when we were already singing our school song. That was our freaking moment. Could they just give us that particular solemn moment to express our grief? If we could just demand some respect from them…

I felt bad. I still feel bad. I know this will take some time. I'm sorry if you are a Thomasian and you are currently reading this. Just let me release my sentiments.

During the entire game I was praying really hard and thanking Him for every lead. I prayed for the crown. Who would not? But still, I knew that the people in yellow were also praying for the same thing. (I have a question to those who raised the banner that said, “God is a Thomasian.” Are we talking about the same God here? The God I know is not a Thomasian because our God is everyone's God. Thank you very much.) I knew right then and there that after the game, only one team would manage to be called the champions of the season. Unfortunately, it was not our team. Maybe God has reasons why He gave it to the Thomasians. Our God is a giving God. I told Him that I saw no reason why He should let us win but still I was hoping, just hoping if He could hear my prayers. The game was a really good game, but there could not be two champions. God gave it to them. It may hurt a lot but I have no right and no intention to question Him. (Can I question the referees though? Do you have sons in UST or were you given 180,000 plus a car? Hmmm…may laman! Jana, paghihiganti talaga kita.)

Everyone cried. I cried. I'm not talking about the teary-eyed cry; I'm talking about the wipe-my-two-eyes-with-my-two-hands cry. And up to now, I find myself crying. I remember what Jamie told me when I said that it was as if I just had a breakup. (By the way, thanks Jamie for the new layout…daming side comments e no?) She said, “Dude, malala pa.” Talk about two hardcore friends.

It was painful to see the other team extremely happy after defeating us. But what's more painful is seeing our extremely HOT players cry on the floor. That was what made me cry. I saw JC Intal hug Norman Black before the game. (By the way, I agree…win or lose, it's Intal we choose) I thought that was it. I thought that was the moment. But it wasn't. I hate to see our three veteran players upset because they did not get the championship they wanted to bring home to the Atenean community. They will be leaving next year. I feel bad because their high hopes were shattered. I feel bad because JC thought it was his fault when it was not. We would not reach the finals if it weren’t for his leadership and efforts. It goes for the two other captains, Macky and Doug. I hate to see Macky play the game of his life with almost thirty points but still cry because we lost. I hate to see our players cry. I hate myself for witnessing everything.

Don't worry. You still are hot in and out of the court. Kahit pagod na ang linis niyo pa ring tignan. And sabi nga ni Joey, mas matalino naman daw tayo kay JOJO Duncil. (Oops…sorry tol! haha) At mas gwapo kayo kay Jose. Konting ligo naman dyan.

Tuesday was not a very good day for the Ateneans. Damn the UST student who said, “Win or lose, which school has all the excuse?” I hate him/her/”IT”!!! Have you heard of humility? How about bad karma?

Next year would not be the same. Three of our best players would have to leave. Our rivals will make a comeback. I have no idea on next season’s outcome. Coach Norman vowed to return because he really wanted his players to win. But it would be different without JC, Macky and Doug. (They were the last three people who were in the 2002 championship team) Still, I believe. We have been taught to believe. And besides, we still are the HAIL MARY TEAM!!! Kami pa rin ang bida.

And even if people continuously shout, “Beat ATENEO” on top of their lungs, we still are going to shout, “ONE BIG FIGHT” with all our heart.

Nothing has changed.

I am still an ATENEAN. I will forever be one.

I GOT HEART – ATENEO ALL HEART!

Gaya nga ng sabi ng mga Atenista, PUSO!

They still are Thomasians. La Sallians are still suspended La Sallians.

JC INTAL IS STILL MY MVP!

Note: Yung mga nakikiramay na La Sallians, salamat sa respeto. Yung mga masaya, wag maging bitter dahil lang SUSPENDED kayo. At dun sa mga Thomasians na nagagalit dahil wala silang nabiling ticket at sinabihan kami na, “Iba na kasi talaga pag may pera,” sorry lang dahil may pera talaga kami. Meron kaming Chris tiu na tinitilian niyo. At meron kaming Loren Gill na pumipila ng 5 am sa Araneta. Haha. Thanks Lor.