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Well, that's it for football. Now it's just regular season hockey and pro and college basketball. Three things that are certainly not watered down and essentially pointless.


Seriously, though, February sucks. Not news. Were I my younger self, I would spend this time boning up on College basketball so that I could make a serious run come bracket time. Now, I'll just pretend I am better than those women at your office who pick teams based on mascots.

Really, though, I'm only slightly better: "hmm Georgia Tech...they were pretty good at one time. Jarad Jack or something...12 seed*...upset city!" I'll do that probably 15+ times in my bracket now.

What I am (secretly) excited for is the prospect of still being unemployed come tournament time. I am not, as of yet unemployed, but as soon as they find my replacement-it's out on your assville for me. Not that I'm feeling sorry for myself. I willingly quit and think it is for the best.

Anyway, back to the "tourney" (oooh gotta remember that one). There is nothing better than those opening Thursday and Friday days of games. I'm pretty sure Gus Johnson has to be medically cleared to call games each day. So, in the shittiness of the uncertainty of "where will I get money from," it will be a nice opportunity to shut my brain off.

After that, it's baseball. Also with that comes warmer weather and outdoor drinking. Ok look, I know I just said that there is nothing better than the opening days of the NCAA tournament, but I changed my mind. There is nothing better than outdoor drinking. Whether you are outside at a bar that has a patio, or just at a party somewhere, its always a good time.

Baseball is the perfect sport for this, too. Its slow enough (read: poetic) that it allows you to people watch, play beer pong/whatever drinking game you enjoy or just chit chat, while drinking of course, and not really miss a whole lot. You can't exactly sit outside at a bar and keep tabs on a football game inside, you know? Totally acceptable for baseball.

So, life goes on. Football came and went. The Winter Warlock shit about 500 feet of snow on us, but soon baseball and spring will wash it away along the malaise of a winter without meaningful sporting events. Then come summer, I can bust out my new blue blockers. Or HD sunglasses. It's like you're really there!!

*It's possible they are better than a 12 seed. It's also possible that they won't even qualify. I have no idea. Just illustrative of the point, really.