March Madness in Holand
or Remember When You Could Always Count On Certain Teams?
I get into sports exactly twice a year. The first time is college football season. Most of my fall weekends are spent watching Notre Dame or any other team that might be on. The second time is when the Madness hits. I always thought of the Madness as the frenzy of game-watching and bracket-building that lead to the Big Dance. But now, some punks have decided to add a little more madness to the Madness.
In particular, I'm talking about UAB, Bucknell, Vermont, and Univ. of Wisconsin-Milwakee. The bracket breakers. The teams that should have been sent home dribbling by tonight at the latest are now headlining what CBS is referring to as the four greatest performances of the series. So now my Chicago and Syracuse brackets are officially fubar, and even though I'm calling for Illinios when it's all said and done, nobody has been putting in any stellar performances.
On the one hand, it's thrilling to have so many games that go down to the wire. On the other, I'm watching my teams being bent to the breaking point by other teams whose names I can't even pronounce (I'm still working on "Creighton") let alone find on a map. What happened to the idea that there are only three things that are guaranteed in life, namely death, taxes, and Syracuse making at least the Sweet Sixteen? C'mon. Is nothing in life sacred anymore?
or Remember When You Could Always Count On Certain Teams?
I get into sports exactly twice a year. The first time is college football season. Most of my fall weekends are spent watching Notre Dame or any other team that might be on. The second time is when the Madness hits. I always thought of the Madness as the frenzy of game-watching and bracket-building that lead to the Big Dance. But now, some punks have decided to add a little more madness to the Madness.
In particular, I'm talking about UAB, Bucknell, Vermont, and Univ. of Wisconsin-Milwakee. The bracket breakers. The teams that should have been sent home dribbling by tonight at the latest are now headlining what CBS is referring to as the four greatest performances of the series. So now my Chicago and Syracuse brackets are officially fubar, and even though I'm calling for Illinios when it's all said and done, nobody has been putting in any stellar performances.
On the one hand, it's thrilling to have so many games that go down to the wire. On the other, I'm watching my teams being bent to the breaking point by other teams whose names I can't even pronounce (I'm still working on "Creighton") let alone find on a map. What happened to the idea that there are only three things that are guaranteed in life, namely death, taxes, and Syracuse making at least the Sweet Sixteen? C'mon. Is nothing in life sacred anymore?
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