I used to think there was no such thing as too much college basketball…turns out, I was wrong!

Kevin and I went to Spokane for the first and second rounds of the NCAA basketball tournament.  We had purchased tickets a year ago with high hopes the Huskies would have an amazing season, make the tourney and be placed close to home in Spokane.  Well, that didn’t happen.  Even the Zags got placed in a different city!  UGH!  Disappointed, yes.  But we were still excited to take part in March Madness – the most wonderful time of the year!

In the first round there are eight teams per city.  Four games.  Four games pretty much back to back to back to back.  Four games back to back to back to back is too much basketball.  I didn’t think it possible.  But, when you’re at home watching basketball on tv all day, you can get up and do other things.  At home, during time outs you are entertained with other games and commercial breaks.  At the games, we were just sitting there.  When games are close there are a bajillion time outs and therefore a lot of sitting and waiting.  Luckily, I had a magazine in my bag.  And, truth be told, I even napped a little.

By end of day, I was SO OVER basketball.  Which was sad to me because I really do love this time of year.  We decided to sell our second round tickets.  I was a little torn because what if we missed a buzzer beater game?  (Which, turns out we did miss two great games.  Oh well.)  But when we met the guy we sold our tickets to, we knew we made the right decision.  He was a huge Michigan State fan who drove all the way from Portland just to see the game.  He was decked out in gear and really excited.  The kind of fan we would have been if the Dawgs were in Spokane.  We found the right guy to sell our tickets to and we felt good about it.  He was happy, we were happy.

So there is such a thing as too much basketball. If the Dawgs or Zags had been playing in Spokane, I’m sure it would have been a little more exciting for us…and we would have made a lot more money on our tickets too! There’s always next year. GO DAWGS!