the invincible bantot

Friday night at work found me in a run-down state. [My supervisor himself rose me from a nap on my workstation I was hoping to get away with]. I had a total of 4 hours’ sleep in three installments, phew, but was able to pull through ’til eod.The reason for such exhaustion is a badminton game which didn’t actually involve me as a player, somewhere in Makati. See the photo of my brother two posts prior? I wasn’t with him but was with my other, younger brother who’s got a strong addiction to badminton that last night with his daylong talk of the game I dreamt I was holding a racket and hitting the bushes with it. It’s that contagious when you’re around him. Since he set foot here with his dream of reaching greater heights, the fever has gotten to me.

This pm we went to Galaxy Badminton in Ortigas, and Bantot [in the Sorsoganon dialect, means: mahambog–as he has been so named by our former neighbor slash uncle slash enemy whom we in turn call Lupin behind his back] …Bantot played against the tosser thrice, and thrice stood undefeated. He’s tuning up for a series of private  tournaments here in the Metro, whereas back then he was involved in only one tournament in Naga City. Bantot has several Governor’s Cup championships under his belt, and has been the first (in after a few years) delegate to the Palarong Pambansa from the Bicol region. He’s really no neophyte, as he’s started playing in the 5th grade and started competitive badminton when he was 13 or 14 and never stopped since. We’re banking on some tourneys here; and more importantly, he’s looking for that worthy opponent who’s gonna bring out the best in him…

He said, and I quote: “If you play with an equal, there’s no advancement in your game.”
I said, “And when you come across someone who beats you? And beats you twice or thrice?”
“The better.” — which actually makes sense.

Boy, did I sound like a manager there? Can’t blame a proud sister…

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And here’s why I extremely adore Nerina: