it's that time of year again, when the madness of march is just around the corner, and obsessive watching of college basketball has started to infiltrate my daily life.
saturday night we watched memphis/tennessee instead of going out. that was the first real sign that the madness had seeped into our bloodstream. it will be a few weeks before it really takes hold, but the process has officially begun.
last night, we watched texas/kansas state, and it was the first game where i really started thinking bracketology. when is bracketology going to make it into the dictonary, by the way? can we get dickie v. on that, please? that's a viable word, if you ask me, and i'm a graduate student, for chrissakes. i should have a say.
anyhow, the day of reckoning is march 16th, selection sunday... just prior to that, i will be glued to a variety of conference tournaments hoping for the first sensations of the full-on madness. there will undoubtedly be some team, somewhere, who will get the blood flowing, mounting the unlikely march to conference victory, whipping everyone who happens to be lucky enough to catch the wednesday-afternoon action into a frenzy(and potentially fucking their brackets, although this year i refuse to succumb to emotional picks. i simply won't do it. or, i will only allow myself one. everyone is allowed to have one.)
i can't wait! march madness may very well be my favorite holiday season. it beats the shit out of christmas, that's for sure.
ps-sign number three? i am going to miss vandy/tennessee tonight because of work, and i am super pissed about it. i am even considering putting up the fight against daniel, my sports-loathing co-worker, to get the game on television at work. maybe i will convince a customer to ask for it. i think that might be easier than fighting daniel myself...
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