So, this time last week I was sitting at my desk basking in the glow of my newly filled-out ESPN NCAA tournament bracket. It’s funny how every year I allow myself to buy into the delusion that I am going to be that one guy who has the perfect bracket.
I mean, I must be a genius for picking Georgia over Xavier. They’re on a roll even though they are the lowest seeded team in the tourney’s history from a major conference. Forget what all of the “professionals” say, I know my stuff.
Well, here I sit a week later a humbled man. After the buzzer rang in the first game, my bracket was “busted.” How could Georgia let me down! How could Georgetown (the team I picked to lose to Texas in the finals) fall to Davidson. I don’t even know where Davidson is!
Texas better come through for me! But…I’ve already got that special feeling. Next year I’ll get that perfect bracket…
