Look into my eyes... Don't say "no" when it feels so good to say "yes."
Dear College Basketball Invitational,
I don’t quite know how to put this. I haven’t been able to get it off my mind. There’s so much about you that I like. You’re a post-season basketball tournament… I LOVE post-season basketball. You’re just not doing it for me anymore. You used to be exciting. Intriguing. Funny and charming. But, you changed. Where is the Invitational that I thought I was falling in love with?
Maybe you were just a rebound. I was sooooo hurt when the NCAA’s didn’t call me back. I was devastated. Then you came along. You picked me up, dusted me off and taught me how to love again. It hurts me to say this more than you know. I’m in ribbons over here. Sorry that you have to find out this way. It’s over.
No, I’ve said it. I can’t take it back. There’s just no future between us. You’re not capable of a long-term commitment. It started off as a booty-call last year, and don’t get me wrong, the basketball was GREAT. It was the best basketball I’ve ever had. But, you weren’t attentive enough to my needs. You always left me hanging. Each time I went home unfulfilled and empty.
You will find somebody else. Somebody better. I’m sure you will. You’re a great tournament. You have a good heart. But, in all honesty and out of respect for you, I’m still in love with the Big Dance. As much as I’ve tried to ignore it I can’t escape it. The NCAA’s treated me so bad. Slapped me around. Built me up, told me I was the best basketball team in the nation and then dumped me for NC State. I know it still loves me though. I just know it.
Don’t cry. We can still be friends. I’ll tell the other C-USA teams how great you are. Maybe they will be interested. They are fantastic teams. In fact, I’ve always thought you were perfect for Rice. They’re smart and ambitious, a little on the uggo side, but all they need is a little make-over. Here, I’ll give you their number. Just, don’t call me anymore. It hurts too much.
You’re wonderful. There’s a perfect team out there for you… I swear. I just need some time to figure things out.
Good luck and all my love,
University of Houston
- Septimus Rex
[Inspired by a true story by myfoxhouston.com]
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Do we still get break-up sex?
The Fool knows all about heartbreak CBI and sometimes in life everone gets lucky and dates over their head. But not to worry, there’s noshortage of mediocre college basketball.
Hurts me to the bone.