Basketball...Deflated
With the wonderful NCAA final four tournament upon us I have gotten overly used to the sound of screaming crowds, squeaking shoes and ref's whistles. Infact, I am a little too used to those sounds. Everywhere I look there is a T.V. with basketball proudly being displayed and numerous bystanders sucked into the action. When I was at work on Saturday, the big function for the evening was Tates Creek High School's senior dinner dance. Many of the seniors, who paid for a ticket to the event, didn't make it past the room where the food was. Coinsidently this was also the room with two T.V.'s. I guess they just really wanted to get dressed up for that night's series of games. Now that the only team I give two shits about watching anytime of year (UK) is officially out of the tourney, I would be completely satified if I didn't see another basketball game until next years UK season is up and running. I suppose all the feelings I am experiencing this year are a result of the fact that I now live with a boy...a boy who loves basketball. In fact he has a huge interest in sports as a whole. If he is in control of the remote and South Park, Real World or American Idol aren't on then it's a good bet that ESPN, ESPN2, or Sports Center is. What's a girl to do? Luckily we have two 27" televisions in our one bedroom apartment. I go to the other room and indulge in some Discovery Channel, TLC, or whatever movie I find on TBS, AMC or USA. I've been told that the effects of March Madness are contagious and it can actually be fun once you begin filling out brackets and tracking your wins and losses. The truth is I wouldn't know where to begin with a bracket. I know nothing about teams other than UK. I take that back...I know that Florida's coach is Billy Donovan and we hate him (Thanks Dad), and another rival of ours is Duke. (Now that I'm posting that as information I know, I hope I am right!! Although I a pretty sure I am. I do know for sure that we hate Billy Donovan.) So I suppose I would choose my winning teams based on their geographical location, team colors, or mascot. There would be some games I just wouldn't be able to decide on a winner. Like today, Bradley vs. Pittsburg. These teams names, as the appeared on the scoreboard, read Brad on top, Pitt on bottom. BRAD PITT...see my delima? Together they make Brad Pitt, how could you pick one over the other? They are so perfect together. I just don't think there is any hope that I will ever catch March Madness. I am just no good at even thinking about it. For all of you out there still in the runnings...the best of luck...May the best team win!
posted by Leiah @ 7:41 PM
2 Comments:
At March 20, 2006 1:16 PM,
Ms. Thomas said…
You'd do well to watch the games with me and Jen... commentary involves the cuteness of the players, whether they have girlfriends or arrests, how their biceps look, and if they're in the midst of an identity crisis. Then we root for UK. That's all I've done for years (well, that and hating Duke and Florida), and at yesterday's game, I was actually yelling REBOUND!! and WHO WANTS TO SHOOT!! and DEFENSE!! at the same time most of the rest of the bar was. It might be accidental, but I've actually acquired some basketball smarts. Stay tuned, you'll get them, whether you want to or not. But you'll still be more drawn to the boys on display than the actual athletics.
At March 24, 2006 11:32 PM,
fourlittlefish said…
Leiah, You got it exactly right. I live with the Leader of the March Madness pack. I'm a b-ball widow. Our t.v. screens are just bigger and I have more choices in what to watch on mine is the only difference between our situations. Your Dad is gonna be proud of you. Oh yes, he HATES Billy Donovan and Florida and Duke and Dukes coach, Mike Krychinski or however you spell his name. Your Dad has three bracket sheets going, and he's losing on all three. You hit the nail square on the head with your e-mail. The difference between men and women is summed up in March Madness. I'm a huge fan of Brad Pitt. I love your observation. Who can pick between Brad and Pitt. He's one complete package and he hates sports, he's rich, he loves kids, and traveling. We need to get between him and Angelina. That's what I'm talking about.
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