Sportscope
Media
Part of The Carolinian
- Title
- Sportscope
- Creator
- Quitorio, Buddy
- Language
- English
- Year
- 1955
- Rights
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- Fulltext
- 0OSS SOVER-S... Writer’s madness . . . Fans. . . Coach . . . The warped wits could be shut off, but in this racket there'd still be entertainment. Backbiting and backslapping are as commonplace as littered butts in an ash tray. Personally, I am no oracle ol the orthodox. I neither relish the humdrum existence ol crabs. To me the world is a seething psychopatic ward and you are just another pore-sputtered husk concealing another story from me. We are a nation ol laughing men. We are meant to be the delightful children of this earth. Some say I have no pride. True, I may not have that vertigo because I spent my youth laughing. In this town you will see people adapted to follow conservative routine. If you see them going to their work, you'd think the world will poof tomorrow. Ah! the coach. That wonderful forgotten man of the team. He is gay and occasionally spouts century-old wisecracks. Coaches laugh and cry with the team, sometimes pray, sometimes take to bottles. All coaches have their own domain apart from the team and fans Bless their loyal hearts! I asked Mr. Juan Aquino, "How do you feel"? Like a million bucks, he says. The guy may not have the moolah for a short beer but he knows how a million thrills. Though it doesn't cost a cent to be a Warrior's fan the strain on the heart and soul is extremely high. That is because the lugs are never predictable. It is like falling in love. You don't savvy what will come next. You know what one regular bleacher said after Inting missed a shot? "Poor Inting." Amen, I say. "Isn't that Inting a clodhopper." I drowned my drink and echoed, "Who am I to judge?” The fans were miserable because he goofed. You'd think he'd done something bad. You can always tell a Warrior's fan but you can't tell him much. No genus of sports spectator is more boisterious, more loyal, more bizarre. Rudy Fontanosa used to buy ringside tickets so he could let the bigwigs of the opposing team know what he thinks of their trained seals. Depend on him to have the tummies of the opposing team leave the gym before the first half. All the Warrior's fan are worriers at heart. Take Pruding Salutillo. He will tell you the green & gold is the best team one minute and start eating his heart out the next. You know what "fan" means, it is short for fanatic. After the day's practice, the fans are either mad with joy or mad with grief. Anyway they are always mad. These lusterless souls sometimes border upon hysteria. Under my nose 1 can truthfully say that the current dogs lack last year's whiz and dazzle. But youth being ever on the go for new laurels, who can rightfully predict? Sapheads will be out to prognosticate impending doom but, come November, these idiots will have to eat their papers or resign from decent society and be content counting sands in their caves for the rest of their lives. (Continued on page J, 2) JUAN AQUINO Coach gpMiaaype I by Bu d d y Qu it o r io THE MAN (pictured above) who looks like a shrewdie ' is JUAN "Dodong" AQUINO, and his is the name that will refurbish the vocabulary of CCAA sportsfans around. Old-timers will remember Dodong as a member of the high and mighty USC hoop team which captured the 1946 Inter-Collegiate title and not a few of the grizzled gate-crashers at Aladio’s hardcourt will call the fact to mind that he was one of USC's warhorses who annexed the 1947 and 1948 gonfalons of the collegiate division in the CCAA. Don't get us all wrong, though. The recollection has nothing to do with his photo. Since we suspect that you have no idea why he's here, please help yourself to these facts: Dodong Aquino takes a fling at coaching the Warriors who nave sworn via dribbles and passes that they are dead-set on polishing off their opponents in their retention drive. Mentor Aquino designs the fate USC s campaign for this season and his job is to chalk up the third straight championship triumph for our boys. Some job. Let's go back. When people heard that Dodong was to take over the mentorship of the Green and Gold, there was a plantation of elevated eyebrows, ours included. We felt that coaching a squad of score-happy hoop artists was an entirely different can of pearfuts from teaching Commerce subjects in a classroom. We dissenters were in playful concert with the belief that his debut as a coach would be a resounding flop. His answer? He replied last Sunday, July 24, when the Green and Gold strangled the USP te'am to the tune of 79-65. By the end of the season, he says he will reply us with a plump, shiny trophy. We won't take less for an answer and it's about even. money that, at the rate his charges are going, he won't give less. A true-blue Carolinian, Dodong is married but is a bachelor of science in Business Administration. Pa g e 30 THE CAROLINIAN