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I Don't Even Watch NCAA Basketball

So what the hell am I doing "competing" with my very own bracket*? I ask myself that every time I slip further in the standings. That's what I get for going with my heart and having Minnesota go a little far this year. Like, oh I don't know, PAST THE FIRST ROUND MAYBE???

I had picks in each region that tugged at my heartstrings for various reasons. So far, two of them are doing ok: Gonzaga (come on, who doesn't like that name?) and the Wildcats from the UofA. Good Lord do I miss Tucson. The other two? Bummers man. The Gophers totally blew it and believe me, I had to talk the husband off the ledge there. Marquette let me down too but at least they made it to the second round.

Right now, I'm placing 23rd out of 31 people. I'm the only one to pick Kansas to go all the way. I'm either a genius or I've discovered yet one more thing to blame on the baby brain disease. Time will tell.

*a few years ago, I won a fantasy hockey league thingie by picking the guys based on how cute they were and others on whether I could afford them. I looked at some stats but really it boiled down to recognition and cost. The husband helped maintain the roster throughout the season because hello? Holy hell long season. But I had certain players that he was not allowed to get rid of. He bought fantasy hockey magazines, watched all the games, looked at numbers. I watched Sportscenter recaps. He's still trying to figure out how the hell I won that one (and I wish it was for money but bragging rights will do just fine thank you). Now after living with the husband for all these years, I know a little more about hockey and could go on talent alone and hold my own.

I think.

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