NCAA tournament like great sex

The men’s NCAA basketball tournament is like great sex, which, for most of us guys, is any sex at all. In 18 days you get all the action you could want, and a true national champion–not the best team, but a championship. In contrast, the NBA season is like waiting all week for a chance at sex, then trying to have sex while the kids are in the house and might knock on the door at any minutes (this happens with kids from ages two to 22), and because of all that the experience is anticlimactic, which is what the drawn out NBA playoffs are like, ending in June after two and a half months. The NCAA tournament is like when you look across the room at your wife, realize that the kids are out of the house and you know they won’t be back for at least two hours, and you
jump on each other like you’ve both just gotten out of prison. She smells good, tastes good, the excitement is automatic, and you might even go into overtime. Now, isn’t that just like the NCAA tournament, which annually guarantees an orgy for the basketball senses?