I got dragged into the NBA Asian challenge show by Dear Hubby. One of his friends backed out at the last possible minute. And not wanting to waste a perfectly good seat he unwittingly brought his silly wife along. Truth be told, I was never not a fan, in fact back in the 90s, NBA was huge in our household. I remember watching the playoffs year after year with my dad, each of us rooting for our own separate teams. So come Friday night's game, I wasn't totally clueless about the identities of the oldie NBA guys playing in Araneta Coliseum. However, I was in for a not so pleasant shock when I saw them versus my 90s recollection of their: A. physique B. skills C. overall appearance.
