The Attitude We Must Value Most

It was about noon when I watch the show in ABS-CBN (Pinoy Pride 5). The show was great in fact I had learned somethings that a viewer doesn't normally acquire by just viewing. The Fight (held in Bacolod City) that really struck me most is between Lorenzo Villanueva (Philippines on the left) and James Mokoginta (Indonesia on the right). The fight itself made me proud being a Filipino.
Let us talk about the title. What's valuable after viewing the show? It is the attitude of Mr. Mokoginta toward his opponent. He can still hug after every round Mr. Villanueva even he was already banged and bruised. It was my first time I saw a player like that on Philippine Television! I admire his sportsmanship. I always remember the things he had done during his fight. I guess for me he is the best player I will remember. Though he doesn't know about what I am writing here and though I am not an Indonesian I can humbly say that he is the one, he is the man, he is one of a kind boxer. Hoping that he will continue that behavior inside or even outside the boxing ring. I know that someday, though he was defeated now, he can make a history out of his character. Talking here as a Filipino I am so proud of you Mr. James Mokoginta. Hoping that I can meet you personally. Thanks a lot. To Lord be the glory.

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  1. cling2April 13, 2011 at 2:55 AM

    It's really great to learn things from people who are really showing acceptance of winning or loosing.It only tells us that the game of life is not just all about achievements but rather how we live and learn that this life wanted us to realize..:)..like it bartuk.!:)

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  2. barryApril 14, 2011 at 1:24 AM

    ^^.
    thanks for appreciating Mr. Mokoginta's attitude... what you have commented is really true.. you hit the head what i am pointing out... thanks a lot..

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