march madness, the most wonderful time of the year. back in the days when i was a teenager, before i had a cellphone, i never had a pager. a ways away, on campus, march madness brought more joy than anything else…(thinking)…perhaps food from home (remains up for debate). memories of sitting in Bear, watching Nichols drain buzzer-beater 3’s for maryland and exit stage right. classes skipped, 12 hours of ball, screams from down the hall. it was the best of times, during the best of times and continues as the best of times, the madness of march.