Just in time for March Madness, a new site called Mapfaced is offering an indispensable tool that matches bars with sports teams, allowing fans to know exactly where to find like-minded fans. As of now, 33 teams are represented on the map (which is currently in beta), though the same bars appear multiple times, with Proof and Village Pourhouse appearing most often. But who cares? With this many games and no guess-work about where to watch them, you've got lots of opportunities to participate in the great American pastime of getting belligerently drunk. Oh, and also watching basketball on large, flat-screen televisions. 

After their stunning victory in Green Bay last week, the New York Giants will be facing off against the New England Patriots in Super Bowl XLII, just four days from now.

Now, to be fair, I wholeheartedly support the Super Bowl--or any event that promotes the excessive consumption of beer and chicken wings. But believe it or not, there are some people who simply couldn't care less about football, much less Super Bowl Sunday.

Unlike your friends and family, we understand that just because you may be un-American, doesn't mean you don't want to get drunk on Sunday like every other self-respecting member of society. And that's why we put together a little something called "Just Say No to the Super Bowl," our official list of spots where you can spend Super Bowl Sunday boozing and schmoozing without any Super Bowl-related nonsense coming between you and your weird football-hating friends.

But back on planet Earth, the rest of us will be watching the game, most likely at one of these sports bars. 

Tuesday began with some startling news--apparently if you're in your early twenties, and you go out drinking roughly four times a week (which I do, give or take three days), and have an average of nine drinks each time (everyone does that, right? Of course, not including shots, obviously) then you are really, really screwed. Based on that data, according to the Drink-O-Meter, in my short lifetime I've managed to consume roughly 13,053.04 drinks, at a total cost of $125,309.10, the same rating as notorious booze hound Boris Yeltsin. Apparently, that's enough liquor to fill more than 30 bathtubs, and nearly enough money to buy a Ferrari. Fantastic.

If you've been living out your life, wasting away and dreaming of how you'd rather be participating in co-ed, drunken, adult kickball then you're in luck, because the New York league of the World Adult Kickball Association (WAKA) is currently enrolling individuals and groups for its upcoming fall season.

A one-time $70 registration fee covers eight regular season games, a team shirt, equipment, social events, bar discounts and other so-called VIP perks. The season officially kicks off on October 23rd at 8pm under the lights at East River Park (6th St entrance).

As our tipster Rebecca Silverstein describes it, "Basically, it's a bunch of grown adults getting together outside, playing some friendly kickball, and banging it out at a bar after every game. We throw events pretty frequently with local DJs and free beer, and still find time to donate to charities!"

I don't know about all that, but I do know what free beer is, and I also know I like it--even when I have to pay $70 to get it.

So, go sign up for adult kickball now, or for specific questions, send an email.

(Thanks to Rebecca Silverstein for the tip.)