I’m OK really, I’ll just each some grass and meditate about it. I’ll be fine. Pain is just a state of mind.
Wow what a guy thing to do, true but I’m not whining about it, notice the above does not say it hurts. When there is pain I’ll go. Honest, me and pain not such good friends. I try not to invite him over a lot.
With that disclaimer of sorts about manly ways, I wish I knew more guy stuff. Like right now it’s the NCAA basketball something or other. I don’t know but most of the guys on the planet and my mother are into this.
Yup the beta unit likes the basketball.
I know that a basket ball is orange and is round and you throw them through a metal hoop with a net for points and if you are really good they will pay you to do it. I know that it is really popular in the Midwest and was invented by Dr. Neismith in Springfield Mass. I know that because Bill Cosby did a stand up routine about Dr. Neismith and Willy the janitor not because I love basketball so much that I needed to know who gave the world round ball. Now don’t misunderstand me I don’t hate sport, I like it a lot I just don’t feel the need to follow it. I’ll do other pointless things with my time. Like this.
Most of the time this remains true I just don’t see the point. Then March comes and all the guys are taking about this and that and point guards, and this pick, stronger defense and coaching and …well lots of stuff. I know what they are saying I just don’t really care that much. But I feel a bit like the wall flower at the dance. I know things too just not that stuff. Like I can field strip an M—16 with my eyes closed and put back together. Yup I can thanks to Ranger Rick.
So this weekend I called the beta unit because one she’s my mom and two I was passing on that had I found out that two people we know in Japan are fine. She told me that a third person we know who she was in contact with was well too. So that was good.
Then she moves on to basketball specifically The Big East Tournament in the NYC that she was attending. In fact I had called earlier in the day and she shushed me and said I’ll call you back I’m at the game. When she called back she went on and on and is talking basketball and this team is better because of this and the big east has more teams… blah, blah, blah…another ten minutes into her OMG I Love basketball she says, you don’t care about this.
To which I say, ‘nope, not even a little bit.’ So she tells me that she has been helping all the girls who have been complaining about their men dragging them to basketball and telling them who is good and who isn’t.
I thought that story was amusing, my mom the go to gal of what women need to know about b-ball. Who knew?
Anyway my aloofness is a bit of a façade, and will be sort of sad that I don’t know more guy things at times. I can fake it well enough because I do know the basic rules for most sports and can watch a game and tell when good things and bad things happen but if things get into any detail or depth I’m lost, maybe not tragically and all the this about who is doing what or this complex play pattern etc, nope I’m going to zone out and starting thinking about I wonder if you can crawl out on those beams during a game and not be seen as you do it. Or how do they keep those jerseys from getting dirty and all cobwebby, is that really the way to hang that, Is that the guy from Hill Street Blues watching the game., oh look the popcorn guy, man … and on it goes. Mainly because I just don’t care enough about it.
However now it’s fill in the bracket time pick who is going to win the show in 63 games. Ah… which team is purple and has the panther … ok, not them but they are good I know they are better than the one team with the bird. Yup, I said that this week even.
I like my teams for strange reasons, I like a lot of the Catholic schools because they have cool names like Loyola, Xavier and Gonzaga, I don’t care much for Notre Dame but sometimes they are good. I’ll pick teams my friends like because they like them. I will not pick a team for having a pretty color uniform because as far as I know none of them play in black on black. If that team is there then they are my team for that reason alone. Not really… ok maybe. Fine, yes …sometimes I am that easy to entertain.
So I’m going to pick the teams so I don’t feel left out … but I do make some semi intelligent guesses and I do mean guesses and not picks, I may hear the news and some of it sinks in that this team or that team is good. However, I couldn’t tell you the name of a single a player or a coach and would over half the time get there colors wrong or confuse their mascot. Except the Golden Gophers which I like because of the Go Go Gophers from the cartoons not because they are a good team. Hey, I said I was easy about some things. You know the song.. Go, go, gophers, watch’em go, go, go… you smiled a little bit.
So while I may lament my lack of knowledge of the brackets and other manly things, I’ll fake it and fill one out with my clueless team picking math like my theory that Midwest teams and Carolina Teams do better than most other teams most of the time and that you can’t rule out UConn or other teams with dogs as their mascots… Hey it got me a team in the final four last year maybe two I don’t remember but I know I wasn’t out.
I still won’t watch a single game but I’ll have fun.
In other news
Still in a very reflective place but keeping the mindfulness of what is what and where is better. I’m still allowing for the possible and grounding that in what is and not what might be.
That’s all for now, other stuff tomorrow
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