The last hurrah of this former King
Tiger
by rick olivares
Chris Cantonjos threw up his arms
in that strong man pose. His UST Tiger Cubs just vanquished, escaped even, with
a 73-72 overtime win over a hard luck Adamson Baby Falcons squad in the
playoffs of the UAAP Juniors Basketball Tournament.
He can be forgiven for
momentarily forgetting to shake the hand of his Adamson counterpart Mike
Fermin. Emotion, unbridled and unadulterated emotion can do that to a man. But
Cantonjos did greet Fermin after eventually composing himself.
You can say Cantonjos is living
on borrowed time. Wherever the Tiger Cubs end this season, it is his last. “Nagpaalam
na nga rin ako,” he said with a clearly conflicted voice. After all his team
just won. However, one loss, and just like that, perhaps, it is all over.
When news broke out that new
management and a new basketball operations boss was in place, it was postulated
that he would be out as head coach. Cantonjos who led UST to several seniors
championships in the UAAP in the 1990s and also played in the PBA was
befuddled. “Why in the middle of the season is there news like that,” he
wondered. “Hindi ba on course kami para sa goal ng Final Four?”
When his alma mater was floundering
in basketball, he answered the call to arms. And now….
Yet when the news broke out, the
Tiger Cubs went on a tailspin. But the proud man that he is, Cantonjos asked
his team to recall its old form; one flashed during the summer and the first
round when they were clearly a force to reckon with.
Moments before the playoff with
Adamson to determine the right to move on the step-ladder format of the
tournament, Cantonjos sat by his lonesome from across the bench as his players
warmed up on the Blue Eagle Gym court.
A moment of reflection? He simply
nodded and smiled. His time may be done… at least for now. But he refused to
think of himself or even what he cannot control. “May oras para diyan,” he
promised. “Pero ngayon, para sa mga bata ito. Sa mga problema namin (losing
Inand Fornilos to La Salle Greenhills in the summer), sa pinaghirapan namin
(the late season struggles), kailangan mapakita namin ang puso ng Tomasino,” he
said with a conviction he showed during his playing days when he battled the
likes of NU’s Danny Ildefonso, FEU’s Ronald Magtulis, and La Salle’s Mark Telan
inside the paint.
Casting a look at his players,
his eyes settled on his center Bismarck Lina. The Batang Gilas player is a team
player. Unselfish, willing to do the dirty work, and the unofficial leader of
the team (look at how he greets his teammates coming out of the game offering
encouragement, handing them water, and patting them on the back after they get
chewed out by the coaching staff), Lina in Cantonjos’ mind, is a raw but
talented kid. “Hindi mareklamo yung bata,” said Cantonjos. “Very coachable.
Talented din. Kaya nasa national team yan.”
He called Lina aside and
reiterated that for UST to advance, he needed not only for Cansino to score,
his other teammates to do their part, but he needed Lina to be strong inside.
By first quarter’s end, Lina led
the team in scoring with five points as Cansino struggled with the double teams
thrown at him. Lina ended up with a double double of 12 points and 12 rebounds.
Of the six attempts over him, only one found the bottom of the net.
Lina was bullish inside and when
he fouled out late in overtime (despite what Cantonjos feels was a phantom foul
called on his center), the coaches patted him on the back. “Laban lang,” he
said.
When he recruited Kobe Palencia
during the Palarong Pambansa, he promised the kid’s parents that he’d care for
him and help him develop his career. And Palencia, helped tow UST to the next
round. And lying in wait are old foes, FEU.
As Cantonjos made his way to the
locker room deep in the bowels of the cavernous Blue Eagle Gym, he went up the
stands to shake some hands of some supporters who braved the Wednesday,
Valentine’s Day traffic all the way to Loyola Heights.
He grinned but it was obviously
he was bottling up all these emotions. He then waved and disappeared inside the
tunnel leading to the dugout.
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