I had no idea how much I would enjoy men’s college basketball, until the college my son attends made it to the dance. The college spirit and loyalty to the team is infectious and one is easily drawn into the excitement. Watching the teams work together, the coaches support their “boys” and the fans making the most noise they possibly can makes your heart race and you find yourself cheering loudly. The excitement builds as the score changes, first your team is ahead, then suddenly behind. You raise your hands to heaven and just as quickly clench your fists. When the team you support the most wins, the smile on your face becomes permanent and you start to relive the highlights. I find myself following teams as they work their way through the brackets until the final. The outright excitement which surrounds the winning team is palpable. The sadness and disappointment that surrounds the losing team makes me sad, these are just young men after all, some of them seniors and at the end of their run. Just to be included is thrilling and exhilarating.
I only wish we could have this kind of madness every month.