Epicenter Tape #2: Point in Time

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Kagaya ng napag-usapan ay ganoon ang naging routine ko sa dumaan pang mga araw hanggang sa matapos ang linggo, at first I taught him the basics of basketball like the dribbling and how to hold the ball to shoot so he could have a better angle and pulse. Wala pa kami sa rules kaya kulang-kulang at feeling ko nama'y hindi na niya kailangan iyon, hindi naman yata siya maglalaro sa liga.

Sabi niya, gusto niya lang ng diversion habang nag-iisip isip para muling makabuo ng kanta kaya sapat na iyong basic moves kung paano mag-shoot ng bola. I really find it amusing when he's talking about music and how he's writing lyrics to make a song.

Isn't it hard? Kaya siguro frustrated siyang matuto sa ibang bagay.

"You don't need to learn the rules and violations, right?" I asked simply while watching him.

Kumunot ang noo niya habang binabato ang bola sa ere at sinasalo rin pagbaba. "Rules? Like what?"

"Rules, like sa steps! There will be a violation when you took steps while holding the ball. You cannot run or even step more than one without dribbling it." I shrugged.

Wala talaga siyang alam sa basketball, halata naman iyon noong una pa lang at hindi ako makapaniwala. Karamihan kasi sa lalaki ay maalam sa basketball kahit nga hindi player, pinagtatawanan ko iyon noong unang araw dahil kahit mag-shoot ay hindi niya alam at binabato niya lang ang bola.

It was amusing in a funny way. Maybe, he doesn't really watch basketball even on television and leagues. He's not interested in sports! Sa banda lang talaga umikot ang interes niya at understandable iyon pero ngayon lang ako naka-encounter ng lalaking walang alam sa sports, si Emil naman kahit banda ang interes ay marunong sa basketball.

I wonder about the other band members, matanong nga...

"Ah! I know that!"

I creased my forehead. "Alam mo na?"

"May tawag diyan, nakalimutan ko." Naiiling niyang sabi habang nag-iisip.

I crossed my arms against my chest. "Traveling."

He snapped his fingers and looked at me with an amused grin.

"Yeah, that! I heard it when my friends were playing Xbox but I don't really care how it was a violation. Nanonood lang ako at namamangha 'pag may nakaka-shoot na player."

Hindi ko napigilan ang tawa. "You really thought it was all about the shooting?"

"Yup, the ball should reach the rim and a point counted for the team. May mga violations at rules pa pala." Napapatango niyang sabi.

"That's not all about the points, of course. Every sport has rules and violations! Wala bang rules sa pagba-banda?" kuryoso kong pag-iiba.

"I think basic rules as common sense only."

I lifted my arms up to stretch. "Anong basic rules?"

"Know the role more, teamwork, work the stage presence, practice the style and the music which are really common to be a good member..." he shrugs and chuckles. "Above all, have fun!"

"Those are the rules?" I scoffed in amusement.

Seriously? Rules na 'yon? Common sense na iyon sa isang grupo, e. Wala bang rules na mas malala?

"I didn't know those were rules, then." He laughed. "But it depends when you're already under a management, doon na 'yong totoong rules."

I gasped and nodded understandingly, sa pangangalay ko ay naupo ako sa semento. Dinala ko lang siya sa park na madalas kong pag pratice-an sa village namin pero malayo sa bahay, wala naman siyang alam na basketball court at heto lang ang naisip kong tahimik. Our neighbors rarely use this park, mga bata lang ang madalas maglaro at kaunti pa ang bata sa village.