I Dislike Your Favorite Team

Oh the glorious weeks that are the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament. Unlike my friend Big BM, my bracket is yet in the shitter, more like dipped in the bowl but salvageable, no brown on the gown. With a heroic overtime win, the Georgetown Hoyas have made my, “one of these kids is doin’ his own thing…” pick a possibility to win it all. The added bonus of rooting for a team I like has made the end of this tournament bearable, with all of its higher seeds advancing b.s. that has transpired from the get-go.

By the way, does anyone else want to slap Tyler Hansbrough and explain to him that his choice in mouth guard makes him look like a one-toothed hick from back yonders way? I mean the guy has had to have seen himself on the tv afore. Maybe he thinks it appeals to the Tar Heel nation. (I tried desperately to find a pic of him with his two-tone blue and white mouth guard, but alas I could find nothing)

Now I just need UCLA to beat Florida, the Hoyas to beat Ohio St., and ultimately Georgetown to defeat UCLA and the prize is mine; although the prize in the IDYFT tournament is crap and I may not even qualify or some such nonsense. I do have some money working for me in another pool, but its not like that $150 or whatever is gonna buy me the respect I need and deserve out in the wider world. But braggin’ rights could be mine.

















Is Georgetown named for George Washington or is it for King George? I know one of you Northern Virginians or history geniuses out there know the answer without having to look it up on Wikipedia or something else. Clearly I ain’t doing that.