Is it March already?
You know what that means….
It’s time for CroutonBoy to come out of the hole he has been living in since the end of the NFL season and bask in the glorious light of the NCAA Tournament.
I fucking LOVE the first weekend of March Madness. I have watched exactly 1 college basketball game all year, and aside from the annual dusting off of the “Go Zags!” poster now hanging in my office I have no favorites or preconceived notions of who should win. I could really care less.
What I do want, though, is to watch a bunch of kids from Virginia Commonwealth or Winthrop play their brains out and send a few over-confident, recruit-heavy schools home early.
I love standing at a bar in the middle of a Friday afternoon, four games playing simultaneously on the TVs that encircle me, surrounded by complete strangers caught up in the same moment I am, and knowing that there’s still 8 more games to watch.
FUCK YEAH!
Of course, if my Zags don’t make it past this weekend, I’ll get frightened and crawl back into my hole, signaling six more weeks of winter. But for one weekend EVERYONE has a shot. You can forget A-Rod’s whining, NBA suspensions, and the sport they play on ice…what’s it called again?
See you at the bar, people. I’ll be there by noon.
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