More information than you need, Day 4
Photo: Wolfie, Japanese player, Patrice attempting gangsta, and Ned, at 18 the youngest guy on the team.
Wolfie has been holding that beer mug since the tournament closing dinner. “I love this glass!” Everyone changed into regular clothes and met up at the elevator, where we saw this badass player from the Japan team.
“How’re you doing?” they said.
“Shit balls fuck you!” the Japanese player yelled happily.
“We’re going out, wanna join us?”
“Crap motherfucker shit!” We love him.
Hong Kong is the champion of the Borneo 7s, beating Japan in the final. Hong Kong’s tiny killer scrum half: Keith Robertson, half-Filipino. More Keith later.
Answers to questions you might be asking, unless you wandered onto this site purely by accident >>>
November 2nd, 2010 at 13:47
japanese player: hrmph! papatalo lang pala kayo sa HK dyan e, tinalo nyo pa kami. tseh!
November 2nd, 2010 at 14:07
ang saya ng photo.pero next tournament, talo talo na!
November 2nd, 2010 at 17:59
Ang kulit nung Japanese player! Ganoon lang kakonti ang English vocabulary niya hahaha!!! Saya!
About Keith Robertson, can’t wait to hear more about him. O baka may objections naman from the people of HK na he’s not too Chinese to play for them ha >_>
November 2nd, 2010 at 21:49
Nakakatuwa naman. Patrice is cute, and that Ned guy too. Can’t wait to hear more about Keith Robertson. Bakit hindi i-hire si Keith na maglaro sa Philippine Volcanoes?
November 2nd, 2010 at 22:13
oneday at 9:49 pm: Biracial players may choose between the national teams of their parent’s homelands. Rod Davies of the Wallabies, the Australian national rugby team, could’ve played for the Volcanoes too.
You don’t get hired for the Volcanoes. Not only do you not get paid, but you pay your own way (airfares etc).
November 2nd, 2010 at 22:40
Kagwapo naman ni Patrice. My superlatives are getting redundant.
Lumi-Linda Blair na ako (Patrice obsession-possession).
Where’s Momelia? I miss her
November 2nd, 2010 at 22:59
polaris at 10:40 pm: Hindi ka nagkakamali. Patrice must be getting annoyed with me because my response to everything he says or does is “That’s adorable! Eeeeek!” I have been treating him like one of my cats.
Gusto mo ng makabagbag-damdaming kuwento? Patrice was born in the Philippines, and he lived here until he was eight years old. That year his mother died. Patrice is in Manila for a few days, and he plans to visit his mother’s grave.
Ha-Momelia! Ha-san ka? Ha-mi-miss ka hamin.
November 2nd, 2010 at 23:35
Oo nga asan na si Momelia?
November 3rd, 2010 at 00:11
at si dibee?
November 3rd, 2010 at 00:46
Secretly stalking the team from behind some conspicuously placed bushes?
November 3rd, 2010 at 02:31
That’s a really touching story, makes me want to hug him…btw how do you bear hug a 6’4 boy?
November 3rd, 2010 at 09:59
hay patrice is way too adorable. and he seems like such a polite young man. my brain rebels against impure thoughts about him tuloy.
November 3rd, 2010 at 11:05
samantha at 9:59 am: You may not have impure thoughts about Patrice. I have appointed myself his guardian and now I am in your mind watching.
November 3rd, 2010 at 11:33
@#13jessicazafra – oh don’t worry ms. j. my brain runs out of the room screaming like a crazed woman on fire every time i think even slightly improper thoughts about patrice. especially after you mentioned that he likes milo mcflurry. so bloody adorable hay.
November 3rd, 2010 at 16:51
@#13 Jessica you don’t want to be inside my mind right now. You’d be spending time there with a certain Marquis (giggles, evil giggles).
–Patricia Blair
November 3rd, 2010 at 16:58
polaris at 4:51 pm: Fine, then you must be informed of the trade-off. For every thought, a vital piece of your memory will be erased. Your mother’s maiden name. The license plates of your car. Your ATM PIN. It goes on until tabula rasa.
November 4th, 2010 at 04:28
Kever.
I choose this blissful fugue.
(Labyu papi Patrice)