Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts

Monday, March 16, 2009

TMT March Madness

TooMuchTeeth is setting up a bracket via NYTimes for the Men's NCAA basketball tournament and we want you to join. To be honest, we really don't know much about college basketball, but that's kind of the fun part. In our experience, the person who knows the least about the sport often wins the bracket. There are always unpredictable upsets, and not so surprising wins. Trying to actually figure this out is futile. So if you don't know who anyone is, pick randomly, or by your favorite colors, you'll probably do really well. Leave your email in the comments, or just email one of us and we'll add you to our list. Winner gets a special prize, plus bragging rights.
Some details posted in the comments.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

My NBA


You know I like football. Well, now I've turned my burly, mannish attention to Basketball and I thought I'd give you a rundown of my teams.

But first, a caveat: Someone once said AP and I look alike. I was disturbed to hear that, according to this person, my husband and I were the gender opposites of each other. I don't agree, but if you do, if you've always thought AP and I are bizarrely twinned, that our genitals are the only things that set us apart, and you've not seen our genitals, so to you we are unilook, and then there's our likes and dislikes which are pretty much the same, well this should be of consolation. This is what sets my husband and I apart. AP can only like one sports team. Every other team: his team's competition and so he hates them. It's like with football. We're for the Giants. So when I say I like Donovan McNabb and AP says "you can't."

Today's Team: The Cleveland Cavaliers

One of my students wrote a paper about watching Lebron play high school ball. Now, when I see him with the Cav's, I know I'm kind of in love, despite the fact that I try to avoid superstars. They only break your heart. He's got power, drive, and maybe not as much finesse as Kobe, but hell, he's only just turned 25. I also like Mo Williams and mothereffing Ben Wallace, who kept playing with a Broken Leg. I know they lost to the Celtics last night, but they'll hopefully beat them in the playoffs. Sorry Dad.