source: Michael Marley | Examiner.com
“Hindi maganda na nagse-share ako ng salita ng Panginoon tapos nananakit ako ng kapwa (It’s not right that I share God’s word and at the same time hurt other people),” he told reporters after gracing the oath-taking of newly-promoted personnel of the Army’s 73rd Infantry Battalion in Maasim town in Sarangani.
Baloney or Biblical? If it was almost any other fighter not named Big George Foreman, I would laugh at the idea of Manny Pacquiao foregoing the right hook for the Good Book.
Me, I've been a Roaming Catholic at best, half a heathen at worst. It started going wrong when I didn't make it through my second week of altar boy training at St. Anthony's in the Allston section of Boston.
Pacquiao is one of the best, more ardent Catholics I've ever known. He's the kind of guy who the great Catholic social leader Dorothy Day would gravitate to.
No more fighting cocks means no more unspeakable cruelty to animals. Hurray for Pacman for seeing the light on poultry pulverizing poultry for the "entertainment" of gambling men.
I remember going with Bob Arum and LA Times scribe Bill Dwyre to Pacquiao's cockfighting farm (is that what you call it, hey, I'm a city boy) and thinking about how nauseating such an activity is.
I remember thinking that raising fighting cocks and betting small fortunes on them while they cripple and kill each other is just sick and way out of line with Manny's political/social philosophy.
But I never said that or wrote that.
If Pacquiao now feels uncomfortable beating other men for millions, then so be it.
His future is bigger than boxing.
If June 9 is the final Pacquiao fight, then I hope Manny is sincere on this. I hope such an sagle is not going to be used as a promotional lure.
Pacquiao's ring days are numbered.
His future away from the ring has become the most fascinating part of a fascinating life.
Remember, Manny, the next time you have lunch, think of the vegan lifestyle...no more chicken wings.