Out of the blue one day, I got a call from a local retailer telling me I’d won the use of a projection-screen TV for the Final Four weekend, plus platters of munchies for a March Madness get-together. This was before HD and flat screens — it was a Big Deal to have that giant television wheeled into the house for the weekend. We had our friends Tillie and Jim over, and together we cheered for and yelled at the players and ate a lot of deli food. Good times!
Jim passed away just a few short years later. He was in his mid-30s. Every year when March Madness comes around, I’m reminded of the surprise of winning that prize and the unexpected way in which watching few basketball games deepened our friendship. It makes me realize what a good coach the universe is — there are lessons for life everywhere, even in the playoffs.
Here’s what March Madness taught me about life: