I’ve
never been shy about which sports I like and which I do not care for. I am a
football/baseball guy down to my core. Those are my go-to-sports and when they
are not in session I get seasonal affective disorder of the athletic variety. I
mean hockey and basketball are fine games, but in my book they don’t really compare.
People get all jacked up about hockey and I just never really understood why.
They get to fight? Cool. Something about people getting “dangled,” well that
sounds… interesting? I guess it’s just not my cup of tea. In regards to
basketball, I generally enjoy it. I am New York Knicks fan and I have enjoyed
the emergence of Jeremy Lin just as much as the next sports fan. But to me at
least, regular season basketball games are about as compelling as the 7th
inning stretch in baseball. These are all that I am left with to entertain
myself as I wait for Fenway to thaw out. It just really
isn’t fair.
Baseball
season commences in the waning days of March, almost a full two months after
the final NFL game is played. If it wasn’t for March Madness, I’m not sure I’d
make it to opening day. I mentioned just above this that I like basketball, but
the way the college game decides its champion is truly something to behold.
This may be overstated, but March Madness is a wondrous event. I mean it’s real
good. It’s 68 teams slugging it out against each other tournament style. It is
the only setting in sports where David gets a legitimate shot at Goliath. It is
an underdogs dreamland. It is actually so awesome that I would prefer to write
a follow-up piece when the tournament actually gets under way. Today, I just wanted
to pay homage to it and express how the thought of March Madness is the only
thing keeping me sane in these dark days of lackluster NBA and NHL contests.
Only twenty-seven days to go!
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