I Hate You, Gonzaga
Like a 75-cent drink refill at an already-overpriced teriyaki establishment, you annoy me, Gonzaga.
When I root for you to lose, you win.
When I root for you to win, you lose.
And while I don’t often find myself rooting for your success, I did last night, and you let me down.
All you had to do was handle your business and send Saint Mary’s home with a loss.
You would have won the Weak C-team Conference Tournament, in the process.
You would have earned an automatic bid to the Big Dance.
You would have kept the bubble afloat for all those teams looking for at-large berths.
Instead, you got selfish.

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