With all apologies to longtime morning DJ Lin Brehmer at 93.1 FM, WXRT in Chicago…
It is time for the real magic to start up again
We fill out as many brackets online as ten
Come noon Eastern time during one March Thursday
Office productivity in America gets soured along the way
At the same time, millions of fans get all geared up
And the cheerleaders put on their ponytails and any special make-up
You see, my online friends it was not that long ago
CBS ran what was for them to be an exclusive show
Between 1991 and 2010, watching those games was a blast
But the time went by so quickly, each ending felt too fast
First round was done by 5 and 11, second round Saturday by nine.
Even Sundays were done early, so prime time was mighty fine.
However, with not one, not two, but three Turner outlets
lending their expertise
The folks in Atlanta were not kidding around, there was no such tease
But we are here to take part in an American tradition
The brackets have their own story to tell, as again it comes to fruition
Will a sixteen seed ever beat a one?
If it happens in our lifetime, I am sure many bloggers will join in on the fun
By the time the first weekend is completed
52 games will have been played, 48 teams in four days will be defeated
Then we get to the Sweet Sixteen round
Two games, two sites, two channels–very easy to keep abound
Then four separate games comprise the Elite Eight
One more weekend later, and the Final Four looks great
April comes around and indeed Super Saturday is here
Plenty more reasons to think that this is indeed your year
And by the time 24 more TV time outs are given,
Championship Monday will end sometime past eleven.
By the time Jim Nantz oversees which school gets to hold the trophy
There is one other sappy moment to come, you see
It’s the playing of that song, composed in 1987 by David Barrett
The song is simply titled, “One Shining Moment.”
The whole point of the song is not just for the champs
But for every school who tried and took their last laps
By the time that three week video montage ends
My mind has to come to quick amends
Do I hold my emotions in?
Or do I let it all hang out and cry near my laundry bin?
You see, the next time we see real fun again is seven months later
I guess by that time for this blog it will mean the equivalent of
myself saying, “See you later, alligator.”
It is time for The Real Fun to Begin.
Outside of Christmas, this time of year is what I live for.
And by the time the First Round takes another spin
My hope and wish is that my blog posts are never a bore.
Enjoy the games, and may the best brackets win!