My investment in the NCAA tournament, slim to begin with, is now concluded with the loss
of the you-know-who to those other guys. A friend, who is more philosophical about these things, said he thought they played well, it was a competitive game . . . I just hate it when those
dynasty schools prevail, supporting all the conventional wisdom and the "curse" ideology. There was a great post on Slate.com about teams in the tournament that we all hate, and this dynasty school was one of them--in large part because of their famous fan, Ashley Judd.
Anyway, last night's loss, combined with a certain Russian breaking his wrist the other night in yet another squeaky loss against the Wizards--the Wizards!--I might be done with basketball this year altogether. Or not--all it takes is a win to turn such fatalism around. I'll just have to engage in "light viewing"--only letting my mind settle peripherally on the game at hand, so that if it starts to go badly, my thoughts can just fly away.