I like to think I’m a nice guy. Need a ride to the airport? Call me. Need help installing your new TV or moving your furniture? I’m your man. But the one thing I refuse to do is offer assistance with March Madness brackets.
Sports consume 90% of my life. I write about sports for a living. If there’s someone throwing a ball somewhere on this earth and it’s televised, I will probably watch it. And March Madness is arguably my favorite period of the sports calendar year.
Maybe I’m nostalgic for my college days, when my friends and I would skip class and park ourselves in front of the TV for hours to watch the opening round. Or maybe I just love the drama and intensity of the one-and-done format.