When I went to watch a college basketball game for the first time, I had a Google Cardboard headset on my face.
I was watching college basketball from my home in Brooklyn.
The first couple minutes of the game felt familiar, even if I had never heard of college basketball before.
Then the game got real.
It was like watching a video game.
There were no easy answers.
You didn’t have time to adjust.
It didn’t feel like watching an old school game.
And as the game went on, it became clear that I was not going to be able to watch college basketball like I had the last few years.
I had been watching it from my bedroom for weeks.
But when I went home, I got my first glimpse of college hoops.
There was a lot going on.
I watched the game from my living room.
I sat on my couch, and I played basketball.
I’ve been a fan of the NCAA tournament since I was in middle school.
But there was no game like this.
It felt like watching the NCAA Finals.
It was the first tournament in which I got to see the NBA’s best teams compete against one another.
There was nothing like it.
The bracket was stacked with the best teams in the country.
There were no ties, no middle men, no third-places.
No matter how good you were, the best team would win.
I wanted to see what was going on on the court.
And I wanted the best player on the floor to win.
That was the biggest question of my life.
The last couple weeks, I watched all the players from the top teams play.
I didn’t want to watch any of them win.
I was going to go and watch the games.
I needed to see how they were playing.
I watched the first two games and saw how each team played.
I thought they were great.
But I also thought they weren’t great.
They were just too close.
I had no idea who the best basketball player was.
The way the game was played, I didn