Is there any day in college sports more overlooked than Selection Monday?

The building of the women’s basketball bracket is casually swept under the rug every year as armchair pundits gather at the watercooler to debate why this is the year that a mid-major takes the men’s title.

You know what? It really doesn’t matter either.

I’m aware of my prior stances as a proponent of women’s basketball, but the fate of every women’s team is decided before the field is set.

Nobody is beating University of Connecticut. It’s not happening.

If it’s not this year’s UCONN team, it’s Tennessee and Pat Summitt’s 105 national championships.

There’s just not as much excitement because there’s really no parity. Sure, you could have a mid-major make a Sweet 16 run, but as soon as they run into a team whose name starts with

“University of,” well, then game over, man.

Game over.