<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235495647578012403</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:26:58.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Efren ES Ricalde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827290400673431685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/SegpwT9MXGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ISdDjh1mWs0/S220/My+Picture.BMP'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235495647578012403.post-4643970493347423447</id><published>2007-06-25T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:57:05.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Tournament at Brunei Shell</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was looking for some document of the early meetings of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MaSci&lt;/span&gt; Foundation when I chanced upon old pictures and clippings from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Salam&lt;/span&gt;, the official publication of Brunei Shell. Below, in one of the tournaments, I partnered with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mando&lt;/span&gt; and finished runner up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/Rl57nLUMxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PnyJ9tvmhGE/s1600-h/Tennis+Double+Wins+to+Chiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/Rl57nLUMxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PnyJ9tvmhGE/s400/Tennis+Double+Wins+to+Chiang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070626143448385250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis games in Brunei started immediately after office at 4PM and ended at about 9PM, if it didn't rain. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; played at Brunei Shell Recreation Club at the back of the head office in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Seria&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes, I also played at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Panaga&lt;/span&gt; Club, about 5 blocks aways from the HQ. By the way, tennis was a seven day a week sports activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first tennis instructor was Jess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Belamide&lt;/span&gt;, a Cebuano working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SES&lt;/span&gt; department. Oh, we played till 11PM even if was drizzling. He was so patient to teach tennis though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;it was&lt;/span&gt; not really the scientific way of hitting forehand and backhand. He sliced the ball most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I picked-up the game, we joined tournaments in both clubs. Jess was not really keen to join the tournaments, that I partnered with a very good friend , Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Basubas&lt;/span&gt;  (now the  president of furniture manufacturers' association in Cebu) and later on  with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Oteyza&lt;/span&gt; as shown in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Makati&lt;/span&gt; Sports Club last week, upon the invitation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rotarians&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mong&lt;/span&gt;, Bert and Andy reminded me of the hard court surfaces in Brunei. Tennis is the same everywhere - warm people, happy heart, lots of water, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;raucous&lt;/span&gt; laughter, missed shots, could-not-forget winners and disappointed loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is best for you than badminton - call me at 0918 844 7024.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love 40!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235495647578012403-4643970493347423447?l=eericaldetennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4643970493347423447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5235495647578012403&amp;postID=4643970493347423447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/4643970493347423447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/4643970493347423447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/2007/06/tennis-tournament-at-brunei-shell.html' title='Tennis Tournament at Brunei Shell'/><author><name>Efren ES Ricalde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827290400673431685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/SegpwT9MXGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ISdDjh1mWs0/S220/My+Picture.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/Rl57nLUMxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PnyJ9tvmhGE/s72-c/Tennis+Double+Wins+to+Chiang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235495647578012403.post-4191999088374763196</id><published>2007-06-25T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:53:21.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Then and Now</title><content type='html'>On the playground of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MaSci&lt;/span&gt; (Manila Science High School) is where I had the first glimpse of tennis right on the courts of Philippine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Columbian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty-nine years ago, I wouldn't miss tennis at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MaSci&lt;/span&gt;. The usual 7AM flag ceremony is conducted on the playground beside the tennis courts. So as we were singing the national anthem, the tennis match was suspended as players at the other side of the fence stood still to finish the anthem. Never did I dream that I would be involved in the sports of tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years later, our IV-Einstein senior class homeroom was located at the second floor of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bordner&lt;/span&gt; Building. That time I had a vantage view of the tennis courts. After my bag is settled on my designated seat, the window on the northern part of the room was the usual hangout to watch tennis. Players were all in white attire and used wooden rackets. Sometimes a ball or two flew over the fence to the grassy patch of the playground. Those became marked balls and were used for softball games if the sports equipment room was locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball and pingpong were the popular sports in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MaSci. &lt;/span&gt;Occasionally there were softball and basketball. Rizal Memorial Stadium, a jeepney ride away from the school not tennis was a usual hang-out to watch softball games, not tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May 1971, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MaSci&lt;/span&gt; was slowly fading away after graduation so was tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought Shine, my first tennis racket at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Raon&lt;/span&gt; sports shop. Head, Wilson and other brands were quite expensive. During Saturdays, An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;office mate&lt;/span&gt;, Ed Mateo and myself had our Tennis 101 drills at the rooftop of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EEI&lt;/span&gt; building at E. Rodriguez Ave now C5. In 1979, I finally landed on a tennis court at Rizal Racket Club in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pasig&lt;/span&gt; using a red Head racket. Occupying the 12 to 1pm slot, we literally owned the courts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious tennis started in Brunei in August 1981, my first month in Brunei Shell Petroleum. Oh, I had the luxury to play in two clubs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;BSRC&lt;/span&gt; (Brunei Shell Recreation Club) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Panaga&lt;/span&gt; Club. My gear consisted of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Spalding&lt;/span&gt; racket and Puma rubber shoes. Game schedules were 5PM to 9pm almost everyday including weekends. With the absence of a professional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;trainor&lt;/span&gt;, our ground strokes, volleys and serves were not polished. But game after game of tennis made my stay in Brunei most enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the Philippines, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Meralco&lt;/span&gt; Tennis Club, became my home court. Jimmy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ledesma&lt;/span&gt;, a class A player with excellent ground strokes, was my first professional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;trainor&lt;/span&gt;. Since 1994 I have been playing tennis with Jimmy. And tennis I did learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 2003, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Onay&lt;/span&gt; Cruz has been my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;trainor&lt;/span&gt;. A faulty forehand and weak backhand were corrected and improved. Now, I enjoyed every stroke and every game of tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing tennis was not about a mighty forehand nor a powerful serve. The game is built around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;players's&lt;/span&gt; ability to focus, patience to practice, quick mind to make decisions and anticipation to hit the ball early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis being a great sport, built my resilience to deal with very demanding and stressful business environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a challenge, play tennis and learn to focus. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235495647578012403-4191999088374763196?l=eericaldetennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4191999088374763196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5235495647578012403&amp;postID=4191999088374763196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/4191999088374763196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/4191999088374763196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/2007/06/tennis-then-and-now.html' title='Tennis Then and Now'/><author><name>Efren ES Ricalde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827290400673431685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/SegpwT9MXGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ISdDjh1mWs0/S220/My+Picture.BMP'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235495647578012403.post-8832478896320717826</id><published>2007-05-18T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:54:06.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis</title><content type='html'>my tennis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235495647578012403-8832478896320717826?l=eericaldetennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8832478896320717826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5235495647578012403&amp;postID=8832478896320717826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/8832478896320717826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235495647578012403/posts/default/8832478896320717826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eericaldetennis.blogspot.com/2007/05/tennis.html' title='Tennis'/><author><name>Efren ES Ricalde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827290400673431685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sPsvpD9URLw/SegpwT9MXGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ISdDjh1mWs0/S220/My+Picture.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
