I realize that spring is a time of change, but this year, I'm not liking it. A person I love working with is changing jobs. Two of my closest friends are moving away. Couples I'm invested in are breaking up. One and only one thing will get me through this iffy time: March Madness.

I hear that men play basketball this time of year, too, but I don't pay much attention. In fact, I think I'm something of an enigma to my basketball-loving friends because I am not a "basketball fan," I am a "women's basketball fan." I have no clue what the top men's teams are. And I don't care. I also don't care much about statistics or analysis. I just love watching women play the game. Moments like this are why.

Lest you not appreciate the beauty of this play, I should tell you that Nicky Anosike, No. 55, is 6'4" without her arms fully extended. I do believe Ms. Myia McCurdy has a helluva jump.

The bottom line for me is that I find inspiration in watching talented women doing something they are passionate about. It makes me passionate, too. I cry like a baby at the buzzer of the championship game. … continue reading