in the world and will predictably regret ever writing this line tomorrow.Throughout the championship series, SMB did not display its full champ-mettle until Game 7. I thought they played a bit shaken and stirred. Who wouldn't be? You have to give it to the Ginebra constituency, they certainly know how to express their partisanship. The roar of the crowd had a way of erasing SMB's competitive advantage and it was kind of infuriating at times to watch SMB getting sloppy and rattled. You sort of wanted to sponsor a ganja-fest just to be able to say "Relax. Here, puff some magic."
SMB's worst enemy is itself. Over the years, its game-culture has always been typified by class and finesse. I have no quibbles with that. But it has to harness its 'killer instinct' too. This is where SMB is weak. It cannot sniff blood and thrive on the aroma.
Tonight was different - tons of emotions and pride. SMB, most of the time, was able to seal spaces and forced Ginebra to take poor-percentage shots and baited to over-commit on Washington. Tough luck.
So, put this victory on my tab. I only resumed watching the PBA this conference. For SMB fans who were in a drought for 4 years, cheers!
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