Basketball yearly malady for Mom

Basketball tournament season is in full swing, and you know what that means: My mother will be out of her gourd between now and the time the last championship net is cut, sometime in July or August.

Not that she isn’t out of her gourd the rest of the year, too. It’s just that basketball tournaments turn up the volume, you might say.

For those of you hoping to converse with Mom at any time a basketball game is being played, good luck. You might as well give it up now. There are 3,176 television channels devoted to basketball, and my mother’s satellite dish pulls in every single one of them. If she’s not watching a live game, she’s watching a rerun. Unless she’s watching highlights. Or a classic game from the past. As long as it’s basketball, Mom’s tuned in, which means tuning out everything else.

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