If you’re anything like me, filling out your March Madness bracket can be one of the most nerve-racking moments of your day.
If you’re not like me and you think that’s weird, you must know some calming techniques that I should learn. Or you hate basketball, one of the two.
And as if going through the painstaking process of choosing your teams and getting your bracket just perfect weren’t stressful enough, now you sit and wait. Literally. Sit on your bum and watch your bracket either fall apart or be so wonderful people will think you somehow cheated.
You can’t hurry the process of March Madness.
Oh, it is indeed a process. A stressful, wonderful, heart attack-inducing process.
First, you wait for the highly anticipated Selection Sunday. The final rankings of teams have been released and games have been decided. Now the fun can begin – filling out your bracket.
After that, it’s all chance.
I personally used to get really upset when my bracket would get busted. Now I like it. I’m all about the Cinderella stories that take place.
If you didn’t know, I’m a huge Butler Bulldogs fan. Official underdawgs (see what I did there?) of the tournament.
Now while they haven’t won a championship yet, it’s coming. I can feel it. But that’s beside the point.
But it never fails. After I fill out my bracket and the games start, I immediately freak out and think I’ve picked the worst teams possible. Honestly, when I watch games, I don’t yell the typical fan things like, “Are you blind?! So-and-so was open!”, “Ref! Bad call!”, or “You call that a travel?!”.
First round I usually end up yelling things like, “OH MY GOSH I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE YOU GOING TO THE FINAL FOUR. WHAT WAS I THINKING?” which gets me some pretty interesting looks when I watch games with other people or in crowded places.
I like to call this bracket anxiety, which I am convinced could be a real medical condition, but doctors would probably challenge that.
I get so nervous checking scores and comparing it with my bracket, which is slightly ridiculous but, it’s what happens. With March Madness comes brackets, with brackets, come bracket anxiety.
By the time you read this, I probably will have filled out three brackets out of nerves and (hopefully) will have settled on one.
Yes, I fill out multiple brackets at first. Don’t judge me. But I do end up picking my final bracket, and I live my basketball life by that bracket.
I am Erin Alberding, and I am a bracket anxiety survivor.
If you want to compare brackets or judge mine or just take a peek at mine, come find me. I like to fill out my brackets by hand, I have no idea why, personal preference I suppose.
SPOILER ALERT: I will have Butler University winning the championship on every bracket. Call me an optimist or a dreamer or just plain crazy, but the Butler Bulldogs are going to win a championship … someday.