OK, first things first: Yes, I'm going to buy Pacquiao Produce as soon as I see it in a store. I want what is pound-for-pound the best produce in the world. I want to have my life changed by broccoli or the like.
But this is pretty incredible. At the start, Manny Pacquiao, with his boxing gloves on, stands in a trailer with a hanging heavy bag. He doesn't punch it or anything. It's just, like, there, and so is he, with his gloves on. He seems to be thinking about something -- what it is, I do not know.
Then, he's running. Maybe the idea is he needs produce to help him remember what to do with a heavy bag while he's got gloves on. He can't open the trailer when he gets to it, so he whistles forth an army of children, and then with the help of a little girl's gloved hand, the might of desire, desire for great produce, opens the door. The door to a brand new you.
Get to the store. Get eating.