March Crapiness

We’re doing a pool at work for the NCAA tournament, not to be confused with the NIT tournament.  It’s my first time participating in an office pool, and judging by the overall shittiness of my bracket and my current score, it may be my last.  Some people in the office just chose the higher seed to win every game.  And you know what?  They’re sitting at fourth and fifth place, respectively.  To be fair, one of them is actually one of the attorney’s daughter,  who is barely over a year old.  I tried stirring up the pot a little bit, doing my best to predict upsets and maybe call out this year’s George Mason before anyone else did.  I’m now at second to last place out of 36 different brackets.  Sheeyit.

I suppose that’s what you get when you have Stephen F. Austin (the university, not the person) upsetting Syracuse in the first round and making it to the Sweet 16 and choose Akron to beat the often unreliable Gonzaga Bulldogs in the first round, only to see the Zags actually defy expectations and play in the tournament like they have a pair.  All of my Final Four selections are still in the running, though.  At least I have that going for me.