This year, the Florida State men's basketball team made school history. For the first time ever, they won the ACC tournament and then secured a number three seed in the NCAA tournament - the Big Dance! While I wouldn't call myself a rabid fan of college basketball by any means, I do love the Seminoles. And I do enjoy March Madness. For the past several years, I've diligently filled out a bracket and participated in office pools. (As a side note, the best I ever did in one of these pools was when I filled out two brackets. One was based on what I knew of the teams. I based my decisions on who would win for the other bracket upon which mascot I thought would win if they were to brawl. That bracket almost won.)
Yesterday, Katherine and I each filled out a bracket. There's no money on the line, just bragging rights. And as I am a fairly competitive person, bragging rights are a major bonus for me. When I got to work this morning, I diligently went through our brackets making note of the winners of yesterday's games. So far, she's ahead by three games. But that's not what's making me sad. Today, while planning my afternoon (which includes watching FSU win their first game, of course), I realized that I cannot drink while watching the game. There have only been a few times over the past couple of months when I've missed being able to have a drink, but none of them have been really bad.
But this? FSU being a number three seed? Lots of good, exciting games to watch? Nachos to eat? Or, better yet, sweet Thai chili zingers from Ale House! And no beer to go with it all?!? Is there really a better pairing than college sports and beer? I think not. I am now deeply depressed.
And so there will only be March Sadness for me this year. Unless FSU wins it all, in which case, I may be able to pull myself out of the depression long enough to celebrate sober.
Go 'Noles!
P.S. Sarah, I feel certain a red velvet cupcake would help alleviate some of the depression also if you'd like to deliver.
I had to finish my last (and hardest) Studio class without my friend, red wine. I would always drink a glass when I did my hand renderings because it made me loosen up and produce better drawings. I was VERY proud of myself for getting through it and producing some quality looking drawings. Think of this as a moment to triumph over your sobering adversity! :) (Hope that helps... I know it probably doesn't, but at least I tried....)
ReplyDeleteI'm imagining that this sadness has gotten considerably worse due to last night's dismal performance by the Noles. You shall receive a cupcake tomorrow. Now you have a delicious, alcohol-free reason to smile.
ReplyDeleteOhmygosh. I am SO sad about the loss! I stayed up late just to watch us lose! My bracket's in the gutter. I'm blaming the announcers who, as we were going into the locker room at half time, said, "Seminoles are 22 - 0 when leading at the half." They completely jinxed us!
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