March Madness in a Marriage
Fortunately for me, I don’t dread the approach of March Madness. Some guys hate when the NCAA tournament comes around, because it means they will have a unhappy wife in the background trying to compete against the slew of games.
Luckily, my wife loves basketball as much as I do, and went to a school that made the tournament. I won’t embarrass her by mentioning which school, but its in Philadelphia. You figure out the rest.
I would hope that even if some wives weren’t down with sports as much as their husbands are, they would understand that March Madness is a unique kind of event. It’s not the NBA playoffs, where series tend to drag out the long-awaited outcome, and it’s not the NFL, where only a hand full of teams make it. This is about 65 teams from all over the country, vying for an opportunity to show the world what they are made of. It doesn’t matter that they will probably get blown out of the gym, it’s all about making the big dance.
In many ways, a strong relationship can be further strengthened through sports. Although our recent trip out of town wasn’t the best we’ve ever taken, each of the bright sports revolved around watching tournament games. Sports can make the knot tighter on strong bonds, or create new ones that you never knew. My wife doesn’t know one person that plays for a team not named Morgan State, but she knows the difference between a 2-3 and a 3-2, and why the coach shouldn’t be calling for one or the other.
I can appreciate that in her, and hopefully, she appreciates the fact that I attempt to break it all down for her.
I brought home a bracket for her and I to fill out to see who would pick the most games. Of course she had no interest whatsoever in doing so, but she will be down to spend long Thursday nights and Saturdays watching the recaps. Now that’s a marriage, in all of its madness.