I don’t want to blow my own horn about it but we grabbed the “Best Country Award” in the 2014 Basketball World Championship in Spain. Amazing! We are one of the craziest basketball fans on earth and it’s not like we’re bowling over winning the MVF award because roughly all Filipinos have their eyes on the virtual world. (Thank you FIBA, you are very much appreciated. Thank you. Haha!) Social network is a drug, and it’s the easiest way we can show support for our countrymen.
(Here’s pops and my little sissy holding some signs while watching a Gilas game.)
Especially if we can’t go to Spain to watch the games live. I remembered we got up at 2am to watch their game against Greece. That’s what you call commitment to our basketball. Haha! This is too much singing my own praises. Sorry.
Does it even matter if we won the “Best Country Award”? We did not even make it to the second round of the tournament for Christ’s sake. Winning the BCA crap whatever is a joke. It doesn’t put a team into the finals winning gold or any medal. Please don’t yank somebody’s chain. That’s what most people will say if they’ll read my crap write-up about winning the award particularly those who will never understand where we are coming from.
All screeching, screaming, crying fans are valuable. There is always such thing as “best fans ever” even if there are some who are extreme and more passionate. How we convey and lug the trolley of fondness and devotion to it is the disparity or distinction we have. We are not like the Argentinian fans that are really loud and proud when they support their team. We are more of the loud, emotional, and honoured fans when we watch our team. And Filipinos always make sure they’re being heard. It could be why other nations are getting annoyed of us because we’re all over social media. And that’s fairly because we want to be heard.