I am not a huge sports fan. I don't understand football. I think golf is boring (even if Tiger is playing) and I will only watch baseball if I am in a stadium with a hot pretzel and spicy mustard. Unless, of course, my alma mater men's basketball team is playing. As an undergraduate at Syracuse, I developed a flavor for college basketball. Back in the 90s, the team was fantastic and every home game was the best entertainment around. Since then I have followed my beloved Orangemen, through the good and bad. There was a championship in the late 90s and early 2000s. And, then there was the year we didn't even get a bid to the tournament. That was also the year I boycotted the tournament in solidarity. I have also become a bit superstitious. We started this season with a bang and as we slumped, I showed my support and pride by placing a picture of CityBaby in his Cuse garb. And, even though the picture is over a year old now, I have not taken it down. I am already making quiet requests to the basketball powers that be that we do not cross Butler's path. I have placed my orders at Manny's for the entire family (luckily we are autumns and orange is in our palette). I appreciate any help out there. So, if you don't have a team or you don't care, think Orange!
Otto thanks you, too!
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