Monday, April 27, 2009

Bad Season

The Detroit Pistons died with its owner this year.

After winning the championship in '04 and appearing in the Conference Finals since then until 2008, the Pistons finally lost steam. It was a disappointing 08-09 season for Detroit. The team was winning at the start of the season but everything fell apart after the Iverson-Billups trade. All downhill from there, as the younger and stronger competitors made Detroit's vaunted defense look clumsy and silly.

Chauncey's leadership was missed yeah, but the trade was a risk to get into a better position in the future. I hope Joe D has it all mapped out perfectly considering the free-agent market this year. The team also needs a better coach to shape its future. Probably not one to make them win a championship again soon, but just one who can bring back that old, legendary Pistons swagger.

This year, however, it's over for the Pistons. I won't talk NBA for the meantime. I died with my team. Await our resurrection.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Stricken with Obama fever


Panlilio run worries two Catholic bishops

Blame it on Obama. Now everyone with "clean hands" and gift of rhetoric claims he or she can be Malacañan's messiah.

I have nothing personal against priests or Among Ed in particular, but I simply don't see him capable enough to lead the country towards "Change" as what Obama promises to do in the US. In fact, I see him as someone who can bring so much more divide in our already tormented political and social environment. The fact that he failed to sway the "hostile" Mayors in his province into his fold is enough evidence of his weak leadership. It just goes to show that being good alone does not make a fit leader. It's a combination of many things; no particular formula but just the right mix of skills, personality, and intellect.

Most importantly, great leaders do not seek office; it is the office that seeks them. Among Ed may have all the good intentions in making known his great political ambition, but it just ain't right and he simply ain't fit.

This I confess.

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