It wasn’t that long ago when I considered watching the first two days of the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament to be amongst the highest of holy days of any sports fan’s year. From spending all day at a sports bar with friends in my 20s to sitting on the couch with nothing but my bracket, some snacks, and the remote in my 30s, those days of wall-to-wall adrenaline-filled First Round games are some of my favorite memories. But somewhere along the way, watching March Madness stopped being a simple tradition that I looked forward to every year, and became something akin to work.
Now in my 40s, a not-insignificant portion of that magic is gone; not because the action isn’t still thrilling, not because I don’t still live and die with every line of my bracket, but because the hoops (no pun intended) that the NCAA and major media
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