Elite Eight my butt.

Boy oh boy is my biscuit burnt.
If you care absolutely nothing about basketball, you will not care about this blog post.

I have never screamed at the TV like I did tonight. And I watch The Price is Right a LOT.
We. Lost. To. West. Virginia. They're not even good. That's why it's so disappointing.
We have the best defense team in college basketball and it totally sucked tonight.
We were so intent on getting three-pointers (only one of which we made, by the way) that we completely overlooked the insiders.

We've beat every team so far in the tournament by at least 25 points, and we lose tonight, by what, nine? I don't even remember. Fuuuuuuuck.

At least Demarcus Cousins got a good shot in on De'Sean Butler's groin.

And Josh is totally convinced that he can just nuke the whole state of West Virginia and it'll totally just be fine.

IN BRIGHTER NEWS! I tried for forever to get Joshua's cat in my lap. He tried and tried to tell me that she wouldn't because she hates laying in people's laps. But she crawled up into mine, and slept with her face on my hand. Awwwe. She stayed there until Josh scared her out of the room by screaming. That he is going to nuke West Virginia.