One of my earliest March Madness memories goes back to when I was in 6th grade at Saint Genevieve School in Flourtown, PA. That year, Saint Joseph’s had an undefeated team and the whole Philadelphia area was following them. Even the sisters at school got into it. During lunch, they rolled televisions into the cafeteria so we could watch the games. For a bunch of kids who loved basketball, it felt like the biggest thing in the world.

Another memory that stands out is from 2016. I was watching the national championship game with two close childhood friends. Villanova and North Carolina were going back and forth all night. When North Carolina hit a three-pointer to tie it with just a few seconds left, we figured the game was headed to overtime.

Then Villanova inbounded the ball, pushed it up the court, and Kris Jenkins pulled up from three. When that shot went in at the buzzer, the room exploded. We were yelling, jumping around, and just laughing because we couldn’t believe what we had just watched. It’s one of those moments where you remember exactly where you were and who you were with.

That’s the thing about March Madness. It’s always better when a Philadelphia team is making a run, but the tournament is great no matter what. Every year, there are moments like that—shots, upsets, and games you end up talking about for years. For a few weeks every March, basketball just takes over. And honestly, that’s part of what makes it so much fun.

April 2026