March Madness is only days away, and there’s one perfect way to celebrate.
During the 2015 Final Four, undefeated Kentucky met a brick wall that we like to call the Wisconsin Badgers.
The Wildcats thought they could run us out of the gym as they prepared for a national title. In the world of Herb Brooks, they had “another thing coming.”
My beloved Badgers took it too Kentucky all night. I’ll never forget that night as I watched Wisconsin beat the previously unbeaten Kentucky team 71-64.
My friends, if you ever want to know what Heaven is like, I think I experienced it in a Madison bar that crisp April night.
The beer was flowing, the women were down to party and, most importantly, I watched the greatest basketball game in the history of the program. (RELATED: Wisconsi
There aren’t too many things that bind us all together, but college basketball is certainly one of them. At the very least, I don’t want to be friends with anybody who doesn’t love the sport.
Why would I want to be? Life is too short to spend time with people who hate basketball. To all the people who were with me that night, it was a ride we won’t soon forget. I probably shouldn’t have called my parents while tanked, but oh well.
Finally, I’m not going to bring up how the refs absolutely screwed us against Duke. A more bitter David Hookstead would remind everybody how they stole a ring from us. A less mature Hookstead holding a grudge would remind everybody of that fact. Luckily, that’s not who I am these days, so there’s no need to bring it up.