Blah-sketball

In LA for the week and, since I'm not able to get around at all to go sightseeing (with the possible exception of walking down Rodeo Drive at some point or looking for the Peach Pit), I was really looking forwards to the National Championship game. That worked out, huh? Statistically, it really was among the two worst games ever. An awful ending to a fun tournament, as anti-climactic as it gets.