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The fun thing about the tournament is that sometimes it makes you feel like you can do no wrong. Other times it makes you feel like a complete know-nothing. Yesterday, only one of my picks, Xavier, played like they could have won. But it's tough to feel down when your sentimental favorite pulls an upset.
I wasn't the only one having a 'bad' day.
Announcer Dick Enberg couldn't get used to the fact that both Missouri and Memphis are called "the Tigers." He kept making comments about how "the Tigers" were doing in the game that were at once astute and laughable. When he tried to qualify which tigers he was talking about, he ended up calling both teams "the Memphis Tigers" indiscriminately. Repeat after me, Dr. Enberg ( cut for wanton, senseless cheering )
Closer to home (the University of Arizona's mascot is the wildcat) we had a rabid bobcat wander into a tavern in a town between here and the Grand Canyon. The two guys who got clawed and scratched were so giddy about the absurdity of it all, that they didn't seem at all upset about having to undergo the notoriously painful series of rabies shots.
Finally, the news anchor on the TV station I was watching last night was talking about the damage, the current flood of the Red River might do to Fargo, North Dakota. Since I used to watch the same guy when we were both back in St. Louis, I know he has had some experience with floods. He mentioned that the crest of the flood north of Fargo had already done considerable damage. Of course if your know anything about the geography there, you know the Red River of the North flows due north toward Lake Winnipeg. So the crest of the flood was, at that point, still south of Fargo.
I wasn't the only one having a 'bad' day.
Announcer Dick Enberg couldn't get used to the fact that both Missouri and Memphis are called "the Tigers." He kept making comments about how "the Tigers" were doing in the game that were at once astute and laughable. When he tried to qualify which tigers he was talking about, he ended up calling both teams "the Memphis Tigers" indiscriminately. Repeat after me, Dr. Enberg ( cut for wanton, senseless cheering )
Closer to home (the University of Arizona's mascot is the wildcat) we had a rabid bobcat wander into a tavern in a town between here and the Grand Canyon. The two guys who got clawed and scratched were so giddy about the absurdity of it all, that they didn't seem at all upset about having to undergo the notoriously painful series of rabies shots.
Finally, the news anchor on the TV station I was watching last night was talking about the damage, the current flood of the Red River might do to Fargo, North Dakota. Since I used to watch the same guy when we were both back in St. Louis, I know he has had some experience with floods. He mentioned that the crest of the flood north of Fargo had already done considerable damage. Of course if your know anything about the geography there, you know the Red River of the North flows due north toward Lake Winnipeg. So the crest of the flood was, at that point, still south of Fargo.