College Basketball

Let's face it, the only things that are great about the month of March are my birthday and MARCH MADNESS! I love college basketball. I often wonder why I didn't attend a larger college. I would not have attended a D1 school for the football team. For me, it is all about the basketball. Yes, even now I think a lot of the players are cute, but I have less shallow reasons for liking the sport. I think basketball is truly a game of endurance and precision. I remember running suicides in soccer during the winter - we ran them on the basketball court. I relished in the sound of my squeaking tennis shoes on the hard, shiny gym floor. The sound spurred me on to be a quick as possible, beating my team mates with my time.

Since I no longer run sprints in the gym, I relish in the sound when I listen to a game with the surround sound filling the room.

In October I was treated by a dear friend to the Duke season opener. I met several of the players and watched them play in an exhibition game. In December I once again traveled to the university and stood with the Cameron Crazies on the sidelines. AWESOME! Because I have met over half of the team, I am even more addicted to the game.

So, as February reaches the half way mark and March Madness rolls closer, my fanaticism grows stronger. You'll find me cheering on the Blue Devils decked out in my Duke blue and harassing David for being a Carolina fan. Go Devils!