I'm having nightmares thinking about my bracket as if I was runner up in a Skip Bayless look-alike contest. And the NCAA committee is actually tossing around the idea of expanding the field for March Madness beyond 65 teams. Stop the crazy talk! I'm going nuts just tyring to find every scouting report that's out there. For instance is 6-8 San Diego State freshman forward Kawhi Leonard (12.8 ppg/9.9 reb) stud enough to lead the Mountain West's Aztecs past Tennessee of the SEC in the first round?
Over thinking it? You bet. I'm a guy who prides himself on watching way too much sports. March Madness and the fantasy football season is the only chance I have all year to help offset my satellite tv sports subscriptions. Win, and I earn the right to give my wife the look. The one that says don't even think about questioning me over my addiction to sports. It's the look we guys get when they march off to the beauty salon.
By now, if you've watched every prediction show available, you've been beaten over the head about the history of the 12 versus 5 seeds and how this team or that team got hot down the stretch, their quality wins during the season and body of work. Unless you've got game film of every team in the tournament, join the rest of us and just bet your hunch or limited knowledge or be like one of my co-workers who picks teams based on uniform color. You can ask how her bracket is doing if you run into her at the beauty salon. It's a good possibility she'll still be in the running to win the whole thing.
And I just experienced a nightmare. I turned on ESPN and thought I'd done a Rip Van Winkle and slept through a few games of the tournament because North Carolina is playing. I then realized this isn't the dance I care about.
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