Sunday, March 22

They call it the Big Dance

I love March Madness. I spent most of the afternoon watching games on TV. (I had to introduce the children to the fine art of figuring out which teams to root for -- it's a complex equation of the last time they beat UConn to the last time they beat Tennessee, divided by how much I like the coach and/or if the coach has a name like "Muffet.") Bygones. After all the watching got me prepared, J.R. and I headed to UW to see two first-round games live and in person. My first actual tournament games! I was super-excited. And for a few minutes during the first game, I thought I was having hot flashes (more lights than usual for the TV action). Montana showed great promise in the first half, and looked like they might actually upset Pitt, but they collapsed in the second. I think they scored three points in the first ten minutes after halftime. I felt bad for them, plus I don't have a huge amount of love for Pitt, though Shavonte Zellous put on a show. (I would point out that she only had four fewer points than the entire Montana team, but J.R. said that wasn't nice.)

The real show came in the second game, when Gonzaga faced Xavier. Obviously, it was a Zags-leaning crowd, and they did not disappoint, upsetting the 5th-ranked Musketeers, 74-59. It's always fun to cheer with the home crowd, and I can't wait to see them take on Pitt on Monday.

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