Picking The Wrong Upsets Has Busted My Bracket
Pittsburgh bites the dust.
Wisconsin, after going on a late-season run in the hotly-contested Big 10, goes down to an average team from an average conference.
Harvard does what I picked Belmont and South Dakota State to do, and that is to pull off a major upset, My West bracket has so many lines through the team names it looks like my math homework in high school. I’ve already lost three Sweet 16 teams in of that region alone.
March Madness is upon us, and once again it’s “survive and advance.”
And not just for the teams, but for those of us in pools. For some reason, when it comes to brackets and pools – the bowl games prove to be particularly frustrating – my entree fee is more like a donation. Once, I finished third, but every other year it’s an exercise in futility.
I’ve tried everything – analyzing, over-analyzing, watching as many regular-season games as possible, avoiding as many regular-season games as possible and making “hunch” picks – but nothing seems to work. I thought I had stumbled onto an ideal strategy this year, and that was to get drunk before filling out the bracket. But apparently, I didn’t have quite enough to drink.
So here I am, the tournament just starting, and I’m already near the bottom of the pack. At least I’m not DFL!
My strategy from this point forward is to go to the bars and drink enough to where the losses can just roll off my shoulder. It won’t help my bracket but I’ll sure feel a lot better about it. Bring on the beer!