The hour between 6 and 7 p.m. on the East cost, 5 to 6 p.m. for those in my neck of the woods was pure bliss. Granted, this year Syracuse was comfortably in the tournament as opposed to the last two years when they were left out. I know, that makes a difference. I can't say it doesn't.
But I still love this day, and I love this tournament. Unlike Scott, and like many of you, I prefer the college game to the NBA game. And not for the stupid reason people usually give that the college athletes are playing for the name on the front rather than the name on the back, or that they care about the passion of the game and NBA players don't. Exhibit A for why that argument is ridiculous are guys like Dwyane Wade, Kobe or LeBron.
It's the grand nature of it. It's the controversy, the pairings, the anticipation of weekends filled with game after game after game. It's the match-ups that pit David vs. Goliath. It's the ability to participate in a pool. It's the constant barrage of entertainment and the countless hours of discussion.
Oh how I love it. And it begins on Thursday. I can't wait.
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