Saturday night and I'm watching NCAA basketball with Dad, my brother Rob, and Claire, who's snuggled under a blanket wearing her bunny ears. Michael is upstairs playing his saxophone. I rarely watch basketball, or any other sport on tv, but there's something about watching a championship game that's feels exactly like a cardio workout. The Butler Bulldogs just won a very close game against Michigan State. Heart pumping.
Now, we're into game two; Duke vs. West Virginia. I know it sounds like I know my teams but I haven't got a clue. My usual rule is: root for the underdog. So, West Virginia it is.
But the best part is sitting between Dad and Rob; elbow to elbow. Clapping and shouting, and just carrying on.