Because it comes up so much this time of year:
I do not like basketball.
I do not watch basketball.
There are only a few things about which I care less in American culture than who is in, out, on the bubble or is going to win the NCAA basketball championship.
March Madness is something I simply endure.
Tight lipped.
Go on, get it out of your systems and come back when you're rational again.
I hate this time of year.
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I agree. I didn't like basketball in high school. The gym stunk.
That's why I posted the joke to my blog. Appropriate.
If basketball were to mysteriously vanish, it wouldn't break my heart either.
Right there with yah! Good post!
John
Too funny. I feel the same about the Superbowl too.
I watched a lot of basketball in high school. The gym DID stink, but the uniforms were different, and there was always some boy I was in love with, out there sweating, with long, naked legs.
I don't watch any sports (except curling) that are played indoors -- arenas are TOO LOUD. What March does mean is, the spring training game's have started in Dunedin. Bliss.
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