Whining, Wine-ing & Winning

There are two types of people during March Madness…The ones who casually check scores…and the ones who’ve got two games on at once because I can. 

Hi. It’s me. I’m the problem. It’s me.

I have: Double screens, Beso Del Sol sangria, frozen fruit from Hen House because it’s not quite fresh fruit-in season weather, but it works.

It’s giving 93-degree vibes… because it basically is. Today is the hottest March day on record in Kansas and I’m inside yelling at college kids like they can hear me. 

My bracket is questionable, my confidence is also questionable. If one game wasn’t stressful enough, we added a second so there’s no FOMO. 

Now I’m locked in like I’m part of the coaching staff, and talking shit from my couch. The sangria’s cold, the fruit’s marinating… and it feels like summer in March.

So wine-d down with me, and watch your bracket bust…or ball.