In my mind today, I have a case of March sadness. The sweet sixteen are going to be battling it out to see if they make it to the next level. After the loss of my favorite team, I unplugged. I was downright angry. I wanted to see them get some recognition for the gut wrenching season and prove that they were worthy of being in the tournament. I even wore my tall, blue lucky socks!
I absolutely love the college game of basketball. After losing, I finally decided to cheer for a friend who absolutely loves sports. I believe sheís the biggest Duke fan ever. I decided not to be a sour puss and put my lucky blue socks on for Duke. The socks failed once again. The socks will probably be retired to the first fire pit clean up.
I then looked at my battered bracket. I told my son that I was pulling for Saint Maryís. I love the underdogs. Guess what? They lost. This is no
t my year. My sonís suggestion was for me to not curse another team. Iím hard headed so I choose Gonzaga, the Zags! So watch out Zags, I am rooting for you to win it all. Come on and help relieve the March sadness.
One of the hardest lessons in life is learning to be a gracious loser. This year it has been a tough pill to swallow. I will always be a Memphis Tiger fan whether we win or lose. That is just what a true fan does. Here is a nugget of wisdom. If you never fail, you never learn anything. This is true in life. My failures have made me a much better person. Of course it hurts but failing forward you earn knowledge and grace. Donít give up Tigers. I will get my lucky socks out of the trash and my bottom lip up off of the floor.
Sarah Anderson Alley
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