It’s that time of year again. When the George Masons, the Florida Gulf Coasts and the Butlers become household names. When they take over our televisions, our newspapers and our Friday mornings normally dedicated to working at the office or taking notes in a lecture hall.

The men’s and women’s NCAA tournaments fill the void that is left after the Super Bowl in early February, as each sports fan waits for the first pitch of spring baseball. But it’s more than just a bridge. It’s arguably the greatest postseason of any sport.

Brackets will be busted. Dreams will be crushed. And in the end, only two teams — one men’s and one women’s — will cut down the nets.

Welcome to March Madness.