Hidden beneath the veil of fame and fortune, under the cloak of glitz and glamor and buried underneath the pinnacle of greatness, there is a loud exclamation. A bitter story of small proportions bearing colossal significance.
For this edition of Boxing in Particular, I'd like to thank Mark Lorenzona of Pinoy Fight Scribe for such a brilliant post that inspired this piece. Thanks! So on with this.
The Price of Prizefighting
"He just wants to earn money to support his family." Short yet sacred. It was a phrase that resembles noble desires.
No, it wasn't a phrase. It was a cry—a subtle cry coming from within the inner precept of humanity.
Yes, it was a cry. A cry of indignation, a cry that transcends abysmal sorrow and immeasurable sufferings.
Lito Sisnorio is a boxer—er—he was a boxer.
Yes, he was a boxer and of course he was a dreamer. However, he dreamt of triumphs and victories not just inside the squared circle.
He dreamt of winning yet it wasn't simi...
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