It’s March Madness time again. The selection show was just the other day and the hopes and dreams of many a small school were either rewarded or dashed. Even though I grew up in roundball crazy Indiana before they totally wrecked the high school tournament by going to a class system (sorry-editorial comment), I really don’t watch much college basketball during the year. My sport is the NFL. But this time of year, I become a devotee of NCAA hoops. There are 64 teams that on any given day can emerge as a giant killer. Yes there are top seeds that are expected to do really well but as any bracket picker can tell you, there’s always a #12 seed that just slays a #5 seed and then goes on to win the next round. The key is that #12 believes that they have every right to be there and why wouldn’t they win? After their victory, they look around in confusion wondering at everyone else’s surprise.
Watching these teams win, and there is at least one every year, I’m constantly reminded of the overnight success phenomena. The actor struggling just on the edge of success, the inventor tinkering in his basement every night. Suddenly just the right conditions come together at just the right time and people start to notice what was in front of their eyes all along. They just weren’t seeing it. The anonymous actor/inventor/whatever is a bit flummoxed at all the attention because he/she hadn’t really changed what they were doing, the only difference was their efforts were now getting noticed and applauded. It’s the Cinderella story of Caddyshack fame. Maybe I won’t make it to Augusta to play (although I’ve been there several times as a spectator), or to a final four in basketball, or even on stage at the Oscar’s, but I believe I have every right to be there and that’s going to carry me closer to achieving my dreams.
It’s in the hole.