Alright, who’s got March Madness!
Well, not me anymore. My annual three week venture into paying attention to college basketball came to a quick end this weekend when it became apparent that I was going to lose in my bracket pool…to Katie. The humiliation!
Now, I’m certainly not a basketball expert by any stretch of the imagination (I wasn’t kidding about only ever tuning in for the tournament.) But I had hoped that I’d have at least a small advantage over Katie when making picks, seeing as how I understood certain intricacies of the game, such as how long the halves are and the concept of “seeds.”
But alas, all my Final Four teams have failed me utterly. I’m particularly disappointed by Louisville, who I’d picked to win it all on the strength of their offensive firepower and the city’s ability to spawn such greats as My Morning Jacket, Will Oldham, and yours truly.
In retrospect I probably shouldn’t have talked quite so much trash to my fellow bracket members. I’ll take my comeuppance with a side of shame, please.
Photo from Flickr.
Sorry about your picks. if it makes you feel better, I probably did worse.
No worries – Mia probably did better than me too. I didn’t even enter a pool this year, which is probably a good thing, because it means I haven’t been quite so acutely aware of my failure. Oh yeah, and I picked Louisville to win it all too.
Katie’s not the only one you’re losing to…
but! i’ve given up my trash talking ways. friday night was awful and sad.
Oh god. I actually feel physical pain seeing that picture of my team. My sad, sad team.