About the breeder:

My passion for the sport started when I’m still in grade school my grandfather gave me a pale looking cock that is intended for table use because according to him this cock is the weakest among his batch.  I take good care of the rooster and aged him, I put him in cord in our small backyard when one day during summer vacation a friend visited me and heard my rooster crowing in our backyard. He told me that he will have his summer vacation in his province and promise that he will bring to Manila some chickens from his province.  After vacation my friend visited me again and as promised he brings two handsome mean looking roosters, we then spar the two roosters from his province and awesome, they shuffled & hit each other so hard.

I then asked my friend if I could spar my rooster to any of his roosters, he laughed at me and says “yung manok mo maputla at mukhang mahina baka mapatay yan ng manok ko” meaning “your rooster is  pale and looking weak; my rooster might kill him”.  I don’t mind what he says but instead I took my rooster from the cord and we sparred them, and I’m so amazed because my rooster make his rooster quit with just one blow.  He can’t believe it, we then tried to spar the other rooster he has but with the same fate, his other rooster also quit and run.

After a month my uncle visited me and see the rooster in our backyard, he pick it up and asked “where this cock came from?” I told him “lolo gave it to me.” He then said, let me condition this cock and lets fight him; after two-weeks he phoned me and told me to come Sunday morning to his place in Pasig because we are going to fight my rooster.  In the cockpit (Sn. Roque, lumang sabungan in Santolan) we match our cock to another mean looking green legged cock and in one-fly, from the air to the ground our rooster shuffled his opponent and nailed him dead like mad.  I’m so happy because we won, and on the way home I ask my uncle what's made this cock look pale and weak but in fighting, he's so strong and mean?  My uncle then told me “this is your lolo’s signature line” and I learned from him that this particular cock is an offspring of a pure Billy Ruble Blueface Hatch that my grandfather imported from the US long time ago. 

My grandfather was so happy when he learned that we fight and make the cock he intended for table won without a serious wound, he asked me to come to visit him in his house and he gives me some additional hens and said “put these hens to your rooster and breed them.”  From then on, even at young age I used to take good care a bunch of pale, green legged, straight comb chickens in our yard, and my uncle used to come and conditioned roosters for me.  Even our neighbors used to come in our small backyard to buy or finance some of my chickens.  We won some, and we loss some but that's sabong mystery; we can't win them all but whats important is we are happy on what we are doing.

From then on this particular breed become my favorite, but my grandfather says don't play favorite with your fowl treat them all equally so you may not feel sorry when one of them loss because "every predator is somebody else's prey," even our mightiest fighter will meet his fate someday

Just always remember to stay humble and whether you win or loss always try to be a gentleman...