New Carnak style joke in which I give the answer, you provide the question:
HAWAII 50
How many concert tickets did Manny Pacquiao and his Balut Boys Band sell in Honolulu?
I figured out already what I am going to give Manny Pacquiao on his 32nd birthday come Dec. 18.
This man needs a hat rack.
He likes to wear hats, including that stingy brim Sinatra number, and it’s hard to keep up with his many roles, world champion fighter and top moneyearner in the sport, singer and aspiring politician running for Congress from Sarangani province.
Now comes word that his upcoming Honolulu concert has been canceled as a mere 603 tickets were sold for a venue seating about 8,000.
What bright light got the idea in Hawaii that so many people would pay money to hear Pacman sing?
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Here’s the Honolul Advertiser newsbreak:
“(Promoter) Ryan Chang said as of noon today only 603 tickets had been sold for “Manny Pacquiao Live In Hawaii Concert Celebration.”
“The Shell holds about 8,500 people and we only needed to sell about 2,500 tickets to break even and we would have been happy,” Chang said. “But I can’t risk losing that much of our investors’ money on walkups and late sales this week. A good walkup is about 500 people. As it stands I’ll be taking about a $50,000 loss.”
Tickets were reasonably priced at $25, I mean come on, I spend that much on cat food every day.
Guess the good folks in Hawaii don’t have a musical reverence for Pacman like they did Don ‘Tiny Bubbles” Ho if you know what I mean, Shaved Ice Breath.
Minny Me: Minny Pacquiao created by actor-comic Erick Esteban is ready to crawl in as concert replacement in Honolulu for Big Man-ny. Minny could do a “short set” of his great ballads, including “I Kneed You So,” “Walking Short” and “Long Tall Sally.”
I don’t know about you but maybe, just maybe the cancelation of the concert in island paradise, is a harbinger of things, not good things, to come.
If the masses don’t want to fork over cash to see him sing, do they want to perhaps lose their ring idol to politics?
We all know Pacman’s intentions in politics are excellent but they say the highway to hell is paved with such intentions.
(Pacland) No truth to rumors that Pacman was planning to do mostly dancehall, reggae tunes in Hawaii but he does love my late uncle and Rasta High Priest, Bob, especially “No Woman, No Cry” as dedicated to L’il Floyd Mayweather
I know political foe Roy Chiongbian, scion of a billionaire clain, will be far more aggressive than wilting Ghanaian Flower Joshua Clottey.
It’s doubtful that political novice Manny, already beaten by 40,000 votes in hometown GenSan by Dazzling Darlene in his first electoral foray, can apply the Earmuff punch to the shipping magnates in the Chiongbian clan.
Pacquiao may feel like he’s wrestling with alligators and crocodiles (emphasis on the “crock”) when the electoral mudslinging begins in earnest on March 26. The political forecast for Sarangani is downright nasty, with invective, innuendoes and false accusations ready to be hurled like hand grenades. Final blows will be thrown on May 10 when the voters get to choose.
Unless he gets timid like Clottey, Pacman will have no choice but to hit them high, hit them low and wallow in the mud like his competitors.
Now comes word from my secret Pinoy tipster that there is another distraction amid the campaign.
Pacquiao will fight in Dubai on April 9.
No, not Manny, but “Subpac” Bobby Pacquiao, who never hesitates to hit an opponent in the family jewels if he can.
I hear Tony Aldaguer and his “Ala Boys” boxing group have latched on to a lucrative invite to fight in the Middle Eastern city of skyscrapers and indoor skiing attractions.
I thought “Subpac” had packed it in. Bobby is no bum as a fighter, just a solid if unspetacular journeyman.
I was hoping that, like Muhammad Ali did to boxing brother Rahman, Manny would tell his bro to put away the gloves.
After seeing the inept Rahman (born Rudolph Valentino Clay) loses to Britain’s Dan McAlinden the same night he lost to Joe Frazier in New York (March 8, 1971, I was there), Muhammad put the kibosh on boxing for his sibling. Rahaman joined the Ali Entourage.
Whatever his brother said, Rahman immediately echoed like a parrot on crack. In fact, “Rocky” Ali may have been the first known person to utter, “You da man!”
Someone asked Ali what Rahman’s job description was and the champ said, “I pay him $50,000, a year and that ain’t bad for driving and jiving.”
Bobby has no need to fight but Manny does. Manny has unfinished business, big business, with Floyd Mayweather Jr. after he eliminates Methusaleh Mosley on May 1.
We always talk about Pacquiao distractions but I’ve come to realize, they don’t distract him.
It’s the rest of us who get distracted.
As to Mayweather, it’s his unbeaten status that will get extracted.
I hear Paulie Malignaggi said that Manny sings like a cow on methamphetamines, something nasty like that.
I realize that many of you have trouble distinguishing between Paulie and Paula Abdul. She’s the former Laker cheerleader who is not “gellin” like Malignantnaggi does.
How about a karaoke showdown between Paulie Wanna Cracker and Pacman?
They sing “My Way” head to head, thus amping up the homicide rate throughout Brooklyn and the Philippines simultaneously.
As a prelim, a musical appetizer, Lou DiBella croons “I’m Just A Gigolo” and Bob Arum takes to the mike with “If I Were A Rich Man.”
Maybe Oscar de la Hoya chimes in, singing “El Rancho Grande.”
Me, I can render “I’m A Gashole From El Paso,” something like that.
Stay tuned, it could happen.
