Witnessing a legacy
It was my first, it was my last, and in the end, there was this bittersweet feeling of regretting and not regretting at the same time. It was like trying a ice cream new flavor but it was the last scoop: no regret in taking on something new but wishing you could've done it sooner.
In my four years in the Ateneo, I was never really compelled to watch a UAAP game live. I always thought getting the tickets were a hassle and there was really no motivation for me since I didn't know any of the players. But for sentimentality's sake, I decided to watch at least just one UAAP game as a senior. Thesis and hell weeks broke loose and the next thing I knew, it was the finals, game two and I still haven’t watch a game. Suddenly, there was this tenacity in me. The girl who thought getting UAAP tickets was a hassle all but stood in line for an hour just for a ticket, even if it's freaking Gen Ad and she even thought of emailing her Theo professor to move her orals an hour earlier so she won't be late for the game. Needless to say, it was all worth it.
It was such an intense game: I clapped, I screamed, I jumped, I cheered and jeered, and I laughed. But most of the time, I was just thinking "Kaya 'yan, guys!" all throughout the game, fully knowing Kiefer and the rest of the team on the court didn't really have mind-reading abilities. And for the first time, I experienced a bigger sense of the Ateneo community. It wasn't just students, faculty and staff. There were high school kids, even grade schoolers, alumni with their girlfriends and family, all of them cheering and (I can feel it) telepathically sending the same message to the players: "Kaya natin 'to!"
Even before the game, as I nervously walk towards Dela Costa for my Theo orals, I felt it. It's not unusual for a lot of people to wear blue on a school day but that day, it was different. I knew why they were wearing blue; it was the same reason behind my blue shirt and I found myself thinking, "There's a word for this." Soon, I figured out it was solidarity. Definitely, win or lose, it's the school we choose.
I can't believe I put off watching a UAAP game until the very last but thank God I finally did. It really is one of the few moments of the Ateneo community at its finest. Well, my scoops of watching a UAAP game as a college student has gone but that doesn't mean it'll be my last UAAP game ever. Cheers to joining the alumni group for the upcoming years as the Blue Eagles fight for Ateneo's victory. Hey, maybe one day I might bring my family, too.













