Sports Editor
I told my job I had an eye problem. I just couldn't see myself working.
In my world the first Thursday and Friday of March Madness is a sacred holiday.
Thursday 11:10 a.m. - CBS's Greg Gumbel appears on my television screen and I'm in pure ecstasy. All the hours of bracketelogy that millions of red- blooded Americans put into picking their teams are finally over. It's game time!
11:21 a.m. - Xavier and Georgia is the first game on the docket. Early in the first half CBS analyst Bob Wenzel gives us this dandy: "Georgia's guard Sundiata Gaines leads the team in points, rebounds and assists…. and also sells hot dogs." Brilliant.
11:30 a.m. - CBS takes us to the Michigan State and Temple game. Whoever thought of these 10 minute start intervals with games deserves an award.
Noon - I escape the games for a moment to grab the mail, knowing that my Sports Illustrated is waiting for me. Its 50 degrees and sunny outside. Spring will have to wait till the tourney is over.
12:30 p.m. - Xavier's 5-foot-7 point guard Drew Lavender graces the cover of SI. However, his Musketeers are getting beat by Georgia 43-32 with 16 minutes to go in the second half.
I crumble my bracket up and toss it aside.
Xavier proved to be too much winning, 73-61, beating the Bulldogs from Georgia who snuck into the dance after a torrid run, winning the SEC tornado tournament in Atlanta.
I realize I'm perfect in calling the games thus far, going 3-0.
I uncrumble my bracket.
1:47 p.m. - The number 11 seeded Kentucky is up early on the number six seeded Marquette, 10-4. My buddy who insists he bleeds Kentucky blue calls me: "This is our year - we're going to be cutting down the nets." (Kentucky went on to lose 74-66)
2:00 p.m. - I check out the action online at CBS.com. All the games can be viewed despite the coating of ads featuring Pontiac, Coca Cola and AT&T.
I realize that the tourney, which is supposedly costing the nation $3 billion in lost productivity as employees watch the games while they're suppose to be working couldn't be any closer to the truth.
In my world the first Thursday and Friday of March Madness is a sacred holiday.
Thursday 11:10 a.m. - CBS's Greg Gumbel appears on my television screen and I'm in pure ecstasy. All the hours of bracketelogy that millions of red- blooded Americans put into picking their teams are finally over. It's game time!
11:21 a.m. - Xavier and Georgia is the first game on the docket. Early in the first half CBS analyst Bob Wenzel gives us this dandy: "Georgia's guard Sundiata Gaines leads the team in points, rebounds and assists…. and also sells hot dogs." Brilliant.
11:30 a.m. - CBS takes us to the Michigan State and Temple game. Whoever thought of these 10 minute start intervals with games deserves an award.
Noon - I escape the games for a moment to grab the mail, knowing that my Sports Illustrated is waiting for me. Its 50 degrees and sunny outside. Spring will have to wait till the tourney is over.
12:30 p.m. - Xavier's 5-foot-7 point guard Drew Lavender graces the cover of SI. However, his Musketeers are getting beat by Georgia 43-32 with 16 minutes to go in the second half.
I crumble my bracket up and toss it aside.
Xavier proved to be too much winning, 73-61, beating the Bulldogs from Georgia who snuck into the dance after a torrid run, winning the SEC tornado tournament in Atlanta.
I realize I'm perfect in calling the games thus far, going 3-0.
I uncrumble my bracket.
1:47 p.m. - The number 11 seeded Kentucky is up early on the number six seeded Marquette, 10-4. My buddy who insists he bleeds Kentucky blue calls me: "This is our year - we're going to be cutting down the nets." (Kentucky went on to lose 74-66)
2:00 p.m. - I check out the action online at CBS.com. All the games can be viewed despite the coating of ads featuring Pontiac, Coca Cola and AT&T.
I realize that the tourney, which is supposedly costing the nation $3 billion in lost productivity as employees watch the games while they're suppose to be working couldn't be any closer to the truth.
3:05 p.m. - My television has the Purdue - Baylor game on with Kent State-UNLV game on my computer. We get four scoreboard icons in the upper-left hand corner of the television screen.
I feel like a 7-year-old walking the aisles at Toys "R" Us.
6:25 p.m. - Michael Beasley and O.J. Mayo get off to slow starts in their clash of freshman phenoms, combining for 12 first half points.
These games sure do beat a meaningless New York Knick's game which one these two guys could be playing in next year at this time.
8:00 p.m. - Belmont is giving Duke a dogfight. Belmont which is in Nashville, Tenn. is more known for producing country stars such as Brad Paisley and Trisha Yearwood as opposed to beating "big dogs" on the college basketball scene.
10:57 p.m. - The final horn sounds in the last game, UCLA thrashes Mississippi Valley State by 41 points, 70-29.
11:05 p.m. - I flip the channel to get a rundown of any action that I possibly could have missed. Bob Knight looks as good as ever wearing his ESPN sweater: "I'm not a member of the media, I'm just a consultant," he adds.
Perfect day.
I feel like a 7-year-old walking the aisles at Toys "R" Us.
6:25 p.m. - Michael Beasley and O.J. Mayo get off to slow starts in their clash of freshman phenoms, combining for 12 first half points.
These games sure do beat a meaningless New York Knick's game which one these two guys could be playing in next year at this time.
8:00 p.m. - Belmont is giving Duke a dogfight. Belmont which is in Nashville, Tenn. is more known for producing country stars such as Brad Paisley and Trisha Yearwood as opposed to beating "big dogs" on the college basketball scene.
10:57 p.m. - The final horn sounds in the last game, UCLA thrashes Mississippi Valley State by 41 points, 70-29.
11:05 p.m. - I flip the channel to get a rundown of any action that I possibly could have missed. Bob Knight looks as good as ever wearing his ESPN sweater: "I'm not a member of the media, I'm just a consultant," he adds.
Perfect day.
Published in the PUC Chronicle on March 24, 2008
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