I love college basketball and with the season starting in earnest this weekend let me tell you why I love the sport. My love affair dates back to the NCAA Championship game in 1987 when Steve Alford and the Indiana Hoosiers beat the Syracuse Orangemen in one of the most exciting tournament games ever. This also happened to be the first basketball game I ever remember watching as well.
Last week I gave a shout out to my mom so this week I must mention that my dad helped foster my interest in the sport and spent countless hours in our alley, a.k.a. basketball court, shooting baskets with me and my friends. Unfortunately, my basketball talent peaked as a member of the eight grade B team at Colleyville Middle School. My co-worker, Adam Froidl, convinced me to come out of my retirement a few months ago so after a lengthy Brett Farve-esque news conference that was attended by many media members in and around Jefferson Ctiy I now play on Friday afternoons at a local church. Of course I now need a rest every fifteen minutes and because of my height I get volunteered to defend and be humbled by Ted Wedel who is an immovable object five feet from the basket.
So before a full slate of games begin tonight here is why I love college basketball:
I love…..
the early season tournaments. There is nothing better than staying up late (well late is a relative term since I now have two kids and can’t make it past 8:30 p.m.) to watch the Maui Classic.
the Princeton offense.
sitting down on Selection Sunday and filling out my bracket….then just a week later tearing up my bracket thinking that I was so stupid believing that a 14 seed could get to the Elite 8.
that I can spell Kryzewski (I’m Polish, so that helps).
that Butler was inches away from beating Duke in the ultimate David vs. Goliath match-up.
that the only time I’ve ever danced in an aisle and hugged multiple strangers is when my Stephen F. Austin Lumberjacks beat the UT-Arlington Mavericks on a last second shot in the quarter final game of the Southland Conference tournament in 2003….my dad was embarrassed but it was a great game and believe it or not the UTA Mavericks play their games on a stage!
watching the conference tournament finals, especially the small conference tournament finals where only one team from that conference will advance to the “Big Dance” every year.
studying Ken Pomeroy’s ratings at www.kenpom.com .
that my wife was an all-state basketball player in Maine so I get a hall pass to watch as much college basketball as I want.
the genius of Joe Lunardi’s Bracketology on www.espn.com.
the obvious passion that the players have for the sport (it just doesn’t transition to the next level, well maybe not until the fourth quarter arrives).
knowing that a “true” champion is crowned at the end of the year.


