In the great state of Kentucky, basketball is more than just a sports. it is our way of life, our religion. Coach call is our Preist, Rupp Arena is our Church, and the team are our Saints. That may be a terrible analogy, but we love our Cats with a passion. We bleed blue and love the Big Blue Nation.

1. You own at least 10 Kentucky t-shirts, probably more.

Seriously, though, I have an entire drawer dedicated to my Kentucky shirts, and it is overflowing. Wildcat Wearhouse, Kentucky Branded, and Shop Local Kentucky see more of my paycheck than I do, and I cannot complain. I love to show off my Kentucky pride.

2. "Louisville," autocorrects to "Loserville" in your phone.

Who even likes Loserville anyway?

3. Screaming at the television has become a habit that you can't even break in public.

I do it, you do it, even my mom does it. At Applebee's in the middle of March Madness. Oops.

4. You have done the CATS chant in public at least once.

Ohhhhh C-A-T-S CATS CATS CATS. Thanks to Sundy Best, and Justin Moore, and a few other concert experiences, the CATS chant in public has been checked off of my Wildcat Bucket List.

5. Coach Cal is one of your favorite people.

Whether he is just Coach Cal, or Swaggy Cal, John Calipari is a God send for Kentucky basketball fans all over the country. If he is not one of your favorite people, are you even a UK fan? I mean, #CoachCalForPresident

6. March Madness takes priority over everything else. Even school.

Professors cancel classes for March Madness, and I do not even go to UK.

7. Kentucky Sports Radio is LIFE.

If you do not listen to Kentucky Sports Radio, or at least read the blog, are you even a Kentucky fan?!

8. You throw up the "three goggles" like you invented them.

This one is pretty self-explanatory.

9. You wouldn't be caught dead in orange, especially on game day.

Not only is orange a tacky color, but orange and white are the colors of those pesky Tennessee Volunteers.

10. You still hate Christian Laettner.

That buzzer beater still haunts my dreams, and I was a baby who knew nothing about basketball. I will always hate Christian Laettner.