March Madness is one of the most exciting, joyous times of the year for young men. I've done it in Vegas, I've done it at the Metrodome watching live games, I've done it at the Boathouse in Malvern, I've done it in the library in high school with Mrs. Driscoll yelling at us for using the copy machine to duplicate our brackets, I've even done it in a conference room at my first job out of college with my manager having two of us put the games on our laptops so we could watch two different games at once. It's March and it rocks.
UPDATE: From my mother, "You also did it on the couch when you came home from 'Nursery School.' Honest to God, you used to watch the games when you were about 5." That has to make me some sort of authority.
You know what I can't stand about March? The "experts." Mostly the guys who think they know everything. Take the guy from Two For The Money, Brandon Lang. He's a regular on WIP's morning show to talk picks. I don't have a problem with that part at all. Yesterday morning, he's on and he says he HAS THE FINAL FOUR NAILED. God sent him the final four in a slab of rock and he's some sort of prophet. Whatever. Georgetown. Texas Tech... yada yada. Whatever, dude. You pick sports games. You get some right and you get some wrong.
Then last night I'm driving in the car and I had WPEN on after hours so they go into whatever National FOX has on, I think it was JT the Brick. This guy makes me want to trade my sports fandom in for a subscription to the ballet or something. Jesus. This guy announces every single one of his picks like he's predicting George Mason to make it to the final four. "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, YOU HEARD IT HERE, I HAVE THE BALLS TO PICK KANSAS OVER UCLA!" I swear he said that exact sentence.
These guys are all blowhard, and I concede that is part of their job as a radio personality, but I can't stand it when it comes to picking the tournament. One out of every thirty of them will pick some crazy upsets and crown themselves sports geniuses. You'll never hear the end of it. In 2027, Brandon Lang will tell you how he picked 13 of the sweet 16 teams right in two consecutive years not ending in an even or prime number. Whatever. The thing is, if they get every game wrong they just make it into a joke about how stupid they are. What's that fat guys name on 950?
So.. I love March Madness and I don't really care who you picked -- unless you're Sid from banking, who do you like? I like hearing who normal people picked and why.
I don't care who wins unless it's my team and B.C. would have to find some slippers; I want to see crazy games and sick performances. I want to see the Penn Quakers shock the world. I want to see Kevin Durant carry the Longhorns on his back to enter the realm of mythical NCAA legend.
March Madness, baby. I like Oregon and UCLA. How bout them balls!