I'm no boxing fan. The only reason I saw the Pacquiao-Diaz fight live was to catch up with friends and have an excuse to drink on a Sunday morning--and finally get the feel of what it means for one single individual, one who tips the scales at a mere 135 lbs., to gather a country of 80 million together in real time and at least for twelve measly rounds; and Pacquiao needed just nine to fell Dangerous David Diaz and lift a peoples' spirits at a time when the dark skies outside reflected the despair in the hearts of my brothers.
Two other things also struck me, more than his lording it over his gallant foe. First thing Manny Pacquiao did when he entered the ring: he knelt down in his corner and prayed. First thing Manny Pacquiao did after knocking out Diaz: try to help him get up. I'm sold.