March Madness is right around the corner and the madness that is coming this year has college basketball fans more excited than Axl Rose at a Chinese buffet. Seriously, this is going to be a hell of a tournament. We’re all ready for that magical time of year where we spend hours filling out those magical brackets, only to have to trash them after the first round because it is more busted than Lindsay Lohan after a night out with Charlie Sheen.
There is a different type of madness that goes on weeks before the selection committee announces their picks, and that is Joe Lunardi’s last four in, first four out. Keeping up with Lunardi’s “Bracketology” is like when I was a kid watching Saved by the Bell wondering if Kelly Kapowski would chose Zack Morris or A.C. Slater. She’d end up choosing Zack only to dump him for Jeff Taylor. Remember Jeff? He was Kelly’s boss when she worked at The Max, and ended up playing with her emotions, much like Lunardi’s bracketology plays with ours.
Lately I have been glued to the TV. I watch every game I can and during most games they mention something about Lunardi and his bracketology. One day a team is on the first four out and then you wake up the next day and they are on the last four in. What? Hello? Joe, you’re killing me. I usually yell at the TV about a bad call, but now I’m yelling at bracketology.
I get it though, Lunardi has basketball fans’ attention, and he should. We eat up bracketology like The Biggest Loser contestants eats up Subway gift cards. I just wonder when he sleeps. Does he ever sleep? Lunardi strikes me as someone who is up late every night this time of year, smoking cigarettes and doing blow, trying to figure out this bracketology thing. I picture him acting much like Russell Crowe’s character, John Nash, in A Beautiful Mind talking to people who aren’t there and writing formulas on mirrors. Okay, that’s not Lunardi, that’s me. Minus the blow. Hey Mom!
The point I’m trying to make is that last four in, first four out is annoying. It doesn’t mean a thing come selection Sunday. It’s like my Daughter a week before Christmas who changes her mind EVERYDAY about what she wants Santa to bring her.
However you feel, it doesn’t take away from the madness of this time of year, and this year the madness looks to be at an all time high.
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