Now I know why it's called "March Madness"
The past 24 or so hours of March Madness reminds me of an old Rodney Dangerfield joke...
"I was having dinner at a Chinese restaurant and when I opened my fortune cookie, I found the check for the guy at the next table. I turned to the guy and said, 'hey, I have your check', and the guy said, 'thanks.'"
Ever get the feeling you've got a hot read on seedings and end up picking the wrong seeds in the wrong regionals? Well, welcome to my bracket!
Did I pick for upsets? Yep. I picked 9, 10, 11, 12, and 14 seeds. Unfortunately, I picked the wrong 9, 10, 11, 12, and 14 seeds.
While I was good with Northern Iowa, I didn't pick Wake Forest. I picked Florida, Missouri, and Georgia Tech. But I've been burned by BYU and St. Mary's.
I had a hunch about Minnesota, and they bit the dust against Xavier. Thanks for NOTHING, Marquette and Notre Dame! Your losses to Washington and Old Dominion started the quick burning of my bracket.
12 seeds? Hey, UTEP seemed a very wise pick, but Butler did it. I'm in mourning for my beloved Temple Owls, laying an egg against Cornell. Well, I'm sure Ed Marinaro's smiling somewhere.
14 seeds? I thought for sure Montana was riding with a lucky charm, and then Anthony Johnson goes from a 42-point performance to win their NCAA berth to an Academy Award winning impersonation of John Starks during games 6 & 7 of the 1994 NBA finals. And still Montana gave New Mexico everything they had.
Yeah, and like I honestly thought Ohio University stood a chance against Georgetown...
And so, my record so far to date is 8 winners and 11 losers. Not a good first round for me.
If there's any consolation or hope for my bracket, if the rest of the weekend is kind to my bracket, I'll still have 12 of my Sweet Sixteen teams still in play. But I'm not holding my breath.
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