My bracket's already shot to shit. It probably was after the first day, but yesterday's shit job, especially in the first wave of game when two more of my Sweet 16 failed me, did me in for good. By wave, this is how I did chronologically: 1-2, 2-2, 0-1, 2-2, 3-1. I got all the favorites, but in every single goddamn 8-9, 7-10 matchup where the winner nobody expects to get into the third round, I whiffed on every single one of them. Every. Single. One. And in a pool where there are hundreds of entries, such as mine, I am already out of the money.
Woo-hoo! Now I guess I can hate the Big Dance now, huh?
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