UBAY, Bohol—I’m here with my father-in-law, Jacinto “Jack” Mendez. The past three days, in between church visits, we eat fresh crabs, nap, watch the sunrise, exchange stories, swim, read. We’re at his rest-house that’s situated on a ledge and overlooking 180 degrees of the sea.

I brought a book. “PacMan: Behind the scenes with Manny Pacquiao, the greatest pound-for-pound fighter in the world” is written by Gary Andrew Poole, who used to write for the New York Times and GQ. It’s 248 pages long. Among the few books that I’ve read of MP, it’s the best. (more)

Nobody can easily get off Pacmania. Proud Pinoys can talk about the same theme for days and days more, even if some non-boxing aficionados would get tired of it already.

From headlines to sports to showbiz and even police stories raiding pirated CDs of the Dallas match, it’s Manny, Manny, Manny. (more)

I GUESS until now, Floyd Mayweather Sr. can’t accept the fact the boxer he trained got demolished by Manny Pacquiao easily that he thinks the Filipino icon didn’t do it by natural means.

Pacquiao’s steady rise in the different weight divisions over his career—from 106 to 147 pounds—and the fact that he retained his speed and power is such a rare feat that the Loud Mouth thinks it must be the steroids. (more)

No one else made the Filipino prouder since Sunday when the Manny Pacquiao (with his country’s flag, before the fight started) beat Mexico’s Erik Morales by knocking him out in the third round. (AP Photo)