Failing Bracketology

Christmas…

New Years...

Fall's first USC football game...

DMB in Charlotte...

March Madness…

They only come once a year. Few events on the calendar get me as excited to be alive as the NCAA Basketball Tournament. By the end few, if any, are more frustrating.

Can ‘Nova make the Final Four with a banged up Allen Ray (not to be confused with former UConn guard and current Supersonic Ray Allen)?

Can Winthrop really upset Tennessee? Which, I would guess is probably less likely since it's this year's ‘safe’ big upset pick.

Is Michael Wilbon out of his mind or pure genius for picking LSU as a Final Four team?

Bracketology: the science I just can't master.

I’ve been a diligent student for a good 14 years now, dedicating much more effort to acing this week's yearly final than any final exam during my actual college career.

Every year it’s the same… I complete my bracket(s), correct them, change them, and suffer insomnia due to the life-altering questions they inspire.

“Will Wichita State suffer an ‘upset’ at the hands Seton Hall?”

The next few days I’ll listen to ESPN Radio religiously, praying to the God of Andy Katz that I might get a scoop on the insurmountable strength of some mid-major’s veteran backcourt. Because we all know the teams with good guards have an advantage…

In the end my analysis is futile. By Friday night I’ll join millions of frustrated hoops fans who can't understand why the ditzy Administrative Assistant is beating them in their office pool. Left floundering in 413,089th place in ESPN’s Tournament Challenge I'll look back at my brackets and lament the fact that my Monday morning "pre-obsession" bracket was the most accurate. So it goes.

Stressful

Time-consuming

Self-defeating

March Madness, it’s the most wonderful time of the year!



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