A brunette version of Kristen reacts to March Madness
So…everyone got their brackets? Put your ten bucks in your office pool? Filled out all those little lines and what have you? Spent a goodly amount of time at the water cooler discussing UConn’s strengths and
I suppose the fact that I didn’t go to a “real” college may have something to do with it. You see, I attended Emerson, the esteemed “communication and performing arts” school in downtown Boston where, it is rumored that we had a Division III basketball team but I suspect that’s merely an urban legend created by film majors hungry for subject matter. Our colors are purple and gold. These people mute the Super Bowl and watch the commercials. I’m pretty sure our rallying cry would include obscure references to Kant and Kubrick. Not exactly a big sporting school we’re talking about here. Not that Emerson didn’t have much to offer (it damn well better have considering the giant, smoking crater, I’m sorry “performing arts building” that my tuition is currently sitting in), but if there is one thing I regret about my college experience – I mean, aside from having a series of ultimately fruitless crushes on beautiful gay boys – it was the lack of any sort of collegiate camaraderie in the form of sporting events. I read Sam’s blog wherein she often details her sojourns to University of Michigan football games and I get greenish with envy, just thinking about what might have been had I chosen a different school. I don’t regret my decision, but I can’t help wondering how things might have ended differently. Maybe if I’d gone to a school with a real sports program, I’d care about March Madness.
In all honesty, my only collegiate rooting interest as far as sports goes is
So during the month of March when many sports fans are emerging from their post-Super Bowl month and a half barren sports comas by filling out brackets and dissecting
So hey, knock yourself out if March Madness if your thing. Here, I’ll even give you a handy bracket because I’m a giver. But if you want anything other than a blank stare, don’t ask me what I think of the way the tournament is progressing. All I know is that there are nineteen days until Opening Day of the 2005 baseball season. Now that, I have some predictions for. As for the NCAA, I’m going with…