March Sadness

The 2009-2010 College Basketball season is now over. The part that matters is over anyway (The women's title game will be played tonight). I have to say that I am truly disappointed... no, check that... utterly disgusted with how things played out.

I will concede that Duke and Butler gave us one of the best title games in recent memory. That, however, is just a silver lining to one giant ass gray cloud. 

First of all, there is my beloved Jayhawks. The fact that they got bounced from the tournament in the second round by that collection of goofy looking bastards from Northern Iowa still makes me want to curl up in the fetal position, sucking on a bottle of cheap whiskey, until the hurtin' goes away. I mean seriously, did you see those guys? Some of their parents had to be brother and sister, or at least cousins (See the photo from their media guide). And as for Ali Farokhamesh, the little twerp who hit the three pointer to clinch game, I hope he gets malaria. Relax, this isn't 19th century India; malaria is curable.

Second, there are the brackets. Not that I participated in any illegal gambling via an office pool or anything like that; but if I would have, my bracket would've been completely annihilated by the sweet sixteen. This is the first year, that I failed to correctly predict one single final four team. At least I have plenty of company here in bracket hell - everyone got hosed.

Finally, we arrive at the de facto national champion, Duke. Let's face it, they are not the best team in the country, and Butler isn't the second best team, but someone had to make it to the title game and actually win. It's not that I mean the Blue Devils any disrespect. They did everything that they were supposed to do. It's just that, well, I hate them. I hate the Duke Blue Devils oh so very, very much. I hate the "Cameron Crazies", I hate that Coach K's boys seem to get every questionable call or he throws a hissy fit, and I hate the media's bias towards them. I think Dick Vitale would do anything that Mike Kryzewski asked him to, and I mean anything. And yes, I hate the fact that Duke has beat KU in two Final Fours during my lifetime.

So I got all that off my chest, and I have to say I feel a little bit better. And hey, there's always next year. That is unless, this abomination of a tournament was a sign of The Apocalypse. I better go read The Book of Revealtion just to make sure.