They're all into the game, all knew their chants, were knowledable about the game, and ultra-curteous after the loss that night out onto the streets. The same could be said for the Ole Miss fans, who had nothing but nice things to say to me and Borges, both of which were flossing bright red 'Zona gear. The day off was supposed to be full of cool-touristy things, but instead we slept till noon. After a forgettable lunch at some sports bar, we decided to walk the riverwalk for a while. I have to say that Mariachi should be the official music of drinking.
Nothing goes better with a cold beer or a margarita.
Maryland just made it into the Final Four, which means that I stand a pretty good chance of winning my pool. After this trip, I have a feeling I could use use the extra jack. Need to eat supercedes conference loyalty everytime. Tonight, the plan is to go out, but I have a feeling that it might be an early night. We've got a huge day tommorrow, and then a 13 hour drive chasing it.