Ho hum game for the most part. TnT blasted SMB out of the water the way they really should because they have better depth, and better depth means better plays, better execution, more chances to do it right and less chances to screw up etc. etc.
Frankly, it’s ok if he does it just a little bit. But he went on and on during the action and I just got to a point where I couldn’t help screaming STFU!!!.
The thing is I recognize there are people who watch the PBA for things like that. The same crowd that watches for possible Kris Aquino appearances or whatever. These fans aren’t there for the basketball, they couldn’t care less. They only care about the popular people these players have become, and would follow their careers for any other reason other than basketball.
And while there’s nothing wrong with that, my problem is when the network, journalists and announcers start adjusting their content to suit these. Why? Because it’s called Pandering, loosely defined as ‘To cater to the lower tastes and desires of others’, or in the political sense ‘the expression of one’s views in a manner that appeals to voters‘.
I found the best definition that most applies here, stated as ‘to do or say what someone wants in order to please them, even though you know it is not right’.
In this sense, what is ‘right’ is that Quinito talk about basketball. A topic he actually knows something about (I give him that). It is the ‘right’ thing to do because that is what us, the BASKETBALL fans want, and that is why we goddam tune in as a matter of fact.
Anything other than that is ok, but in its proper place like the gossip shows, or some special halftime segment announced well ahead of time so we can take bathroom breaks or grab a bite while Quinito can talk about player’s birthdays, horoscopes, favorite songs, dick size or whatever the FUCK it is that turn these people on as much as he likes.
Otherwise, mixing it in during the game itself is just goddam annoying. Even whoever the hell Quinito was working with seemed to be pandering to him as a result, pretending to be interested as he talked his idiocy.
Now I get it J. Sorry it took me a while.