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Seriously, I don’t even know why I bother.
Every year, I go through the time-wasting trouble of filling out a bracket for the NCAA men’s basketball tournament.
Every year, I’m mathematically eliminated from any “friendly” competition I’m involved in by the final buzzer of the second round of the regional quarterfinal round. I think I’ve been alive beyond that round twice — by “alive” I mean if I won every remaining game and everyone else lost every remaining game, I might win the tiebreaker if I called exactly the score in the national championship.
I suppose I should apologize to the fans of North Carolina right now. I picked the Tarheels to win it all this year.
That pretty much guarantees they won’t be in contention for a national title for the next decade or so.
I’ve never picked the Tarheels to win before. In fact, that’s about the only rationale I used for picking them to win this year. Since I’ve never been in pool contention by studying the match-ups, doing a statistical analysis of player-vs.-player, and so forth, I didn’t see much point in robbing myself of any more precious Bejeweled Blitz time by going through it again.
Instead, I just went with my first instinct.
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