The problem with the Final Four is that I can't find a team I love or a team I can't stand. So I'll just pick the teams I think will advance, and that's Michigan State and West Virginia. West Virginia is the only team in my bracket still playing meaningful basketball.
Don't know if you made the Ultimate Fighting Championship show Wednesday at Bogangles Arena, but I was impressed with the athletes and with the organization. Everything the UFC does is designed to appeal to fans. If other organizations in and out of sports reached that conclusion, they'd be richer and fans would be happier. Ego gets in the way, as does the reluctance to change.
I gave up caffeine three weeks ago. I had been drinking a latte every morning and almost every afternoon the last few months, and have been drinking coffee for decades. I didn't give it up for Lent. I gave up Catholicism for Lent. I gave up coffee because I was waking up most nights at 2 a.m., or 3 or 4, and not getting back to sleep. As badly as I miss coffee, I'm sleeping better than I have in 20 years. Yes, I know I could drink decaf. But the chemicals used to remove the caffeine probably are worse than the caffeine.
I still require a cup in my hand, however. I realize now why some smokers put on weight after they give up tobacco. They are accustomed to holding something. Instead of a cigarette, they pick up a piece of pie. Something like that.
I drink herbal tea. I can't stand it. I don't even like people who like herbal tea. Plus, at some coffee shops, the tea will have an exotic dancer name such as Passion. The woman or guy behind the counter will ask me my name when she takes my order. When the tea is ready, she'll shout, "I HAVE A PASSION TEA FOR TOM!" And I slink up, grab the tea and slink away..
I'm heading to Augusta, Ga., Sunday. The scene will be bizarre. But Augusta National won't be. Scenes fade. Beauty endures.