As there was definitely a lengthy break from classes this past weekend, I spent it primarily … surprise! … watching sports. Being a member of Sigma Phi Epsilon, I was worried that being one of the “six-men” to monitor the party would mess up my plan to watch sports all day. I made a comment to one of the guys that my space to survey will be the living room as that would utilize my best abilities: conversation, watching sports, and taking alcohol away from people. The last one I enjoy a little too much as I like to enforce my power, but who is going to argue with me – someone that doesn’t live in the house? My point exactly. Anyway, during the party Friday night, I was able to reside on the couch, chitchat with folks, and watch Jamal Crawford drop a bomb from deep at the horn to complete a great comeback against the Suns. It was fantabulous. When that game was over, I switched over to watch the Bucks playing out in Oakland and was pleased when the Bucks got the victory even though Brandon Jennings “failed” to collect 55 points again. Once that horn blew, I switched over to another game on ESPN, and you know what? I cannot remember who played. Does that show game-watching fatigue? Maybe. I could probably look it up online to see who played to make it seem like I didn’t forget, but that would be lying to you, my loyal readers. I wouldn’t want to do that. Bedtime was late that night because of the party, but it needed to be an early Saturday because college ball tipped off before noon, and I needed to run some errands around Grand Chute. By the time the errands were done, I went against my laws of nature and missed a few of the games. Don’t worry, though. As I’m finally out of the Stone Age and have the Internet on my phone, I kept myself updated on the scores. I made it back in time to grab some grub and watch the Cardinals- Saints pregame in its entirety. After the Cardinals-Saints game was completed, once again being a member of SigEp forced me to break from my routine. We had to partake in some broish activities that interfered with the Badgers-Buckeyes and Ravens- Colts games. Around 9:00 p.m., I headed over to Kimberly in my car to attend Greek bowling night. It was a good time full of stretchers, balls, pizza and watching the game on the television. It was a good night. Only one more day to get through! Sunday was my most-anticipated day as the ‘Boys and Vikes rectangled off in Minnesota, the Wildcats and Hoyas played some hoops, and the Jets flew to San Diego. To sum up my afternoon: Favre was awesome, Romo was not, Scottie Reynolds did what he usually does, the Chargers shortcircuited, and Jimmy Leonhard was awesome, as usual. I needed to grab some grub and refuel before watching the Nuggets’ Carmelo lay it down smooth at home versus the Jazz. This brought an end to my weekend … right? Should get some work done … right? Right? As Lee Corso would say, “Not so fast, my friend.” I did get some immunology homework done, but then an MLK Day full of basketball reeled me into its trap. I watched the Bucks fizzle against the Rockets, the Grizzlies protect their home from the Suns, a German Maverick pouring it in at the Celtics’ place, the Wildcats outrunning the Longhorns and Shannon Brown playing mystically at home with the Magic. The last game ended just after midnight, so let’s just say that I probably watched enough hoops in one day to satisfy most people for a good while, but it was just one of those days. Speaking of one of those days, I have a midterm Monday. Do professors not realize the NFC and AFC championship games, as well as the Badgers game, are on Sunday? The rough life of a sports fan. Also, I was glad my girlfriend was able to come up and enjoy the majority of this weekend with me, even if she did have to live the rougher life of a girlfriend of a fanatic.