Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Madness

It's that time of year again. The leprecons have all disappeared back into the closets, the green beer has been replaced with lite beer, and all the televisions for miles around are tuned to the same station.

 No, I'm not talking about the Oscars, that's so last week. Nope it's spring, when a young man's fancy turns to brackets, beer and bragging rights. Okay, the only real change there is brackets, and it's something I'll never understand. But we persevere, partly because we know it won't last and Grey's Anatomy will be back on next week, and partly because those cute college guys running up and down the court in those shorts is really hawt.

I'm not saying that I wouldn't be out there cheering, if I had a man in the game. But I've yet to see good ol' Hillcrest College get invited to any post season play in any sport. I did notice that the NCAA has some serious issues with Geography. I know I'd have gotten a failing grade if I'd claimed that Maryland was in the Midwest, Washington and New Mexico in the East, Utah in the South and Pittsburgh in the West my teacher would have failed me on principal.

Of course with all this talk about the Sweet Sixteen, I just couldn't help getting nostalgic about my own Sixteenth. You might ask, "Zimmi, surely you are only 19, how can you be nostalgic for something that happened such a short time ago." Well, bless you, and yes I am 19 and yes it was still a long time ago. But I remember it as if it were only yesterday, I had a slumber party, and a half a dozen of my closest friends came over. I really shouldn't get into what we talked about, but it wasn't basketball.   Here's hoping your March goes out with a bang.

1 comment:

  1. If some of those friends where from Cherry 18's School, little discussion would be necessary.

    But pictures would be, where are you hiding them!?! Where!?!?! WHERE!?!?!?!