The exclamation point in the title stands for all the disappointment - amounting to a lot of psychic pain for many - in Syracuse University's defeat in the NCAA tournament last night. So many hopes dashed and much grief ahead today for some. Why do we get so wound up over a game that we ourselves are not playing?
Are sports nothing more than a twisted outlet for inborn aggression and competitive instincts? If so, they serve a good purpose. I am less likely to bludgeon my neighbor into insensibility for parking on my lawn, and New York State is less likely to declare war on New Jersey.
If basketball is winding down, can baseball be far behind?
Batter up!
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