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March Madness Anonymous


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Maybe it’s only me.   Maybe everyone else is madly filling out brackets while I’m here scratching my head wondering what all the fuss is about.  Am I the only one who finds the whole March Madness thing a bit much?  Like fantasy baseball, mastering drywall, and sitting in the conclave, there are entire life experiences that I may never quite enjoy with quite the robustness of, let’s be honest, men.

Yes, I am a Hoya, at least by some distant connection via Georgetown Law School.  And yes, there was a time when I actually did go to some games, even in the skybox at the then-Cap Centre.  I worked in Georgetown Development during That Championship Year in 1984 and even thrilled to stand next to Patrick Ewing one day at Wisemiller’s during the off-season.  He was very, very tall.  But that was long, long ago…

Since then,  I’ve sworn-off giant inflatable bulldogs and hollering out, “Hoya Saxa!”  Really.

March Madness blooms again as sure as the dandelions creeping across my front yard.  And of course, I wish the Blue and Gray every success, and may even cheer for the home team if (when) they reach the Final Four this year.

I only have one wish:  will the guys cheer as loud and long for the women’s teams as they expect us to cheer for them?

How about you?  Have you filled in your brackets?  Or are you, like me, a charter member of March Madness Anonymous?  Let me know by commenting below…

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One Response to March Madness Anonymous

  1. I was there too in the 1980’s when the ‘glory’ of that Championship was everywhere – I was a Puertorrican Hoya and still have the T-shirt that proclaims such a ‘rock’ – in addition, I had three sons all of whom played basketball at different levels.
    March Madness – pace all the papers I still had to write – was magical…we filled out our brackets and even got tickets and went to any home games even if Georgetown was not playing.

    One of the classic examples I used about the non-absoluteness of rules had to do with the historical changes that the rules of that game had undergone – what kept the game the same game even when the rules were changed? The fact that it was the practitioners who made the gradual changes!

    In fact, I got really mad when Georgetown failed to take that #15 seed seriously, swaggered onto the court, and promptly and embarrassingly lost: I wanted JT fired!

    It is not that such a time, such a moment, has any intrinsic worth. It’s just that it is such a pleasure to cheer the unambiguous ‘good’ and yell at the unambiguous ‘bad’ – it is such a pleasure to watch a young one move physically around so beautifully;’ and so interesting to see rules pushed, expanded, applied, and ignored.

    I learned, because of my boys, that constraints can help make actions shine.
    and I do cheer for those women who play and who, within even the small-minded constraints of ‘gender,’ shine!

    Dr. Minerva San Juan, Chair
    Departments of Philosophy and Religious Studies
    Trinity Washington University
    125 Michigan Avenue NE
    Washington DC 20017

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