My husband likes college basketball and loves March Madness. This year I decided I would bond with him and watch it. The first night I was sitting on the couch next to hubby and I asked him if he minded if I did a few little things while I watched it. I wrote a few notes to friends telling them I was watching March Madness. Yeah, that’s how I do it.
I told my husband I would print out two brackets the next day so we could fill them out. My highlight that first night was when I said “That was a 3 pointer, wasn’t it?” He said, “Wow, my wife knows! Can I get a high-five? Can I get a whoop whoop?” Mama did good.
I guess he thought I was gloating because then he looked at me and said “I don’t want you sitting there acting like you know what you’re doing, like you do this all the time.”
The next night I worked on my bracket. I had NC at Asheville going to the final four. I noticed that NC lost so I said to my husband, I picked them to win. He said, “Over Syracuse? NC at Asheville?” I said, “What other NC is there?” Oops! I also didn’t understand that those little numbers to the left of the name were the ratings. I asked for a do over – after all it was only the second night. I redid my bracket.
What can I say? I’m learning! My brother said, “You’re not supposed to change your bracket.” What do pesky brothers know anyway!
Asheville, North Carolina. July 23, 2010. (Photo credit: lakelandlocal)