I love the team for whom I cheer: The Louisville Cardinals. But I often watch them in silence. I don’t scream at or talk to the television. I may clap a single clap or smirk briefly after a dunk, three-pointer or steal. I’m terrible at talking shit about other teams. When the other team pulls off an impressive play, I smile.
When Louisville beat Notre Dame a few nights ago, I was admittedly euphoric for a good thirty minutes. I was also drunk.
When it comes to the NCAA tournament, I have just a few rituals.
Michael Buchino is a graphic artist in Portland, Oregon. Since 2014, he has kept a log of curiosities. His nescient Twitter ramblings can be found via @buchino. Sometimes he responds to Gmails addressed to michaelbuchino. His now-quiescent blog Beard Revue was named Best of Portland in 2010.