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March Madness is exactly that- Madness!

March (noun)-

The third month of the year, containing 31 days, 15 of which are consumed by college basketball.

That is my definition of March. I used to think it came in like a lion and went out like a lamb. It gave me reason to drink green beer. At one point March signified the end of winter, but now it means background noise of whistles, squeaking shoes, and cheering, weeks worth of kissing my husband goodbye as we part to watch T.V in opposite rooms, and the ever dreaded pressure to create a bracket. For me it starts around March 5th and goes something like this:

March 5th– Crap, two weeks until March Madness.

March 12th– The first time I shoot down creating a bracket.

March 16th– The second time I shoot down creating a bracket.

March 18th– Fine, I’ll make a bracket, but I’m making it based on what teams I want to win, not what is actually realistic. Looks like this-

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Yea, that’s right, I picked them according to which mascots I liked better. It got really hard when faced with the possibility of a Wildcat going up against another Wildcat so I had to mix it up and throw a Badger in there.

March 20th– Husband wants to go out to watch the games. See ya! I’m watching Glee.

March 21st– The first round results are in. Don’t care.

March 22nd– Husband informs me that one of my final two was upset. Sounds great, I’m trying to read.

And so on.

I understand how not being a big sports fan in general may cause me to not fully grasp the importance of this tournament, but is it possible that weeks worth of basically 24 hour college basketball is just a bit much? If we were to reexamine what March can mean, does it make sense to sit inside and mindlessly watch basketball when it’s finally sunny and warmer outside? Argh!

It’s fine. I think I will just add it to the list of things that I don’t understand about life, right under why God created spiders. Thankfully, it all ends April 6th. Wait, that’s opening day for baseball. Sigh…

Lesson #411- You don’t have to understand it to bet on it.

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Oh March. The month that represents the change from winter to spring, the weather that comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb (or in our case out like a polar bear, brrrr), and of course the NCAA tournament. A couple of weeks ago I was presented with an opportunity to get in on some bracket action that was accompanied by a minimal bet. Now I don’t want to offend anyone, but I do not like college sports. I don’t know what teams are good or not, who the players are, etc. but I do know a good mascot when I see one. So, I’m sure you can guess how I created my bracket.

I am betting against 10 other people and so far I am in first place with one other person. “How can this be?” you ask? Well, let me break down a bit of my thought process for choosing teams:

Round Two- Colorado Buffaloes vs. Pittsburgh Panthers: A panther is a big cat, I like cats. Buffaloes are big, hairy, smelly beasts. Not a fan. Plus, if given the chance, a panther could totally take down a buffalo, just watch NatGeo. I go with Pittsburgh.

Round Three- Arizona Wildcats vs. Gonzaga Bulldogs: Again, I like cats, but the problem here is that I also like dogs. Hmmmm… I take into consideration that those cats are wild, so I choose Arizona.

Regional Semifinals- Baylor Bears vs. Wisconsin Badgers: Now here is when it gets a little tougher. I like bears, and it’s fun to say Baylor Bears, but I can’t get the quote, ” Badges? We don’t need no stinkin’ badges!” from the movie Blazing Saddles, out of my head, so I go with Wisconsin.

Regional Finals- Arizona Wildcats vs. Wisconsin Badgers: Sorry Badgers. Movie quote in my head or not, I like cats.

I think you catch my drift. So, will I win? Probably not and I don’t deserve to. I don’t watch the games and I don’t even update my bracket, my husband does that for me. Betting on it, however, has made me a little more curious and has brought out an unwarranted competitive side that makes me turn my head and smile whenever my husband tell me that my teams are doing well. I may even want to brag a little, but I won’t because there is still a ways to go, but I am invested in my winner. Can you guess what team that is?

GO WILDCATS!!

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