Me: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Her: Wait, who should we root for here?
Me: Blue! The guys in blue!
Her: Oh ok. Wait, that guy (Blatche) is black, how could he be ours?
Her: Oh. *looks confused*
Me: Blue! Blue! That’s all that matters!
Her: I wanted to check out why you guys are so fired up about this game.
Me: It’s our first appearance in the World Cup in nearly 40 years.
Her: 40? 4-0 not 1-4?
Me: Yeah, 38 years I think.
Her: Oh wow.
Her: Wait did we score?
Me: Yeah we just did.
Her: It’s too fast, even the blue guys are all a blur!
*Foul called during 3rd quarter then awkward silence between us*
Me: Don’t look at me, I know nothing about fouls.
Me: Oh hey, 3rd quarter’s done! 57-49!
Her: Hey, that’s close. How many quarters do we have left?
Me: One more.
Her: And that’s how many minutes?
Me: Uhm… wait. Kuya! Ilan nga ulit sa isang quarter?
Kuya: 12 minutes sa isang quarter.
Me: Homaygad, 79-78!
Kuya: Kaya yan, foul lang katapan niyan!
(No foul called. Croatia win.)
August 18, 2012. That date marked the first time I called the shots for breaking news. The plane boarded by the DILG chief was missing, and that was basically all we knew. Somehow we managed to stretch our coverage for hours — coverage that would later stretch for days.
We later took a break to prepare for a more organized newscast. I thanked the skeletal team who were with me at the control room that Saturday, grateful that they worked tirelessly even though we were undermanned. I promised I’d treat them to boxes of pizza once Jesse Robredo is found alive. Madali lang tuparin yan, I told myself, confident and hopeful that the Secretary survived.
August 21, 2012. It’s been three days since the plane went off the radar, yet I still hoped against hope I could break the news that Jesse Robredo is alive.
Denial had to stop at some point.
I had a show related to elections ready for airing that Tuesday night. When the unspeakable fear became a fact, I knew I had to scrap the whole lineup and produce a tribute instead. Thankfully, my awesome anchor Lynda Jumilla and my equally awesome coordinator Romeo Cruz were thinking of the same thing.
With the blessing of our boss, the one-night-only show ANC PRESENTS: REMEMBERING JESSE was born.
Sure, I didn’t break the news that he was alive. Sure, there were no pizzas to be shared. But for one hour that Tuesday night, along with his friends and colleagues, we told the world his story. For an hour that Tuesday night, he was alive.
Work-free Sundays are made of these Yabu set meals: minsan mo lang matitikman pero sobrang sulit naman. 😁
Good luck na nga lang kung kailan ang susunod ako magkakaroon ng tunay na work-free Sunday. 😶
Photo by @dianawh0 “it’s a katsudon kind of sunday.” via @PhotoRepost_app http://ift.tt/1BtNYl4
Last night, while I was panicking over a script, this guy suddenly messaged me on LINE to cheer me up. Hahaha. #feelingera
But seriously, I was thrilled even if it was kinda fake/bot-ish (he later said he was filming his “upcoming” drama The Heirs). Nice gimmick, LMH. #swoon http://ift.tt/1sbkoe3