The only thing America loves more than sports is betting on sports. Thus, the popularity of March Madness. College basketball is actually kind of lame otherwise. All the best players go to the NBA after one year, so it’s hard to know anything about who is the best team or conference, except Kentucky, because their coach signed away his soul to get six NBA starters per year on his squad.
I like the tournament because you can win money with no brain investment at all. If you lose, you’re out $5. There are several annoying things, though.
– The guy in your office that fills out nine brackets, has one finish third out of 15 people and runs around bragging what a sports genius he is.
– The upset king. Another person picks 22 upsets in the first two rounds. Four win and he fills the break room with stories about the insider info he is privy to, even though the other 18 games he picked as upsets were 20 point or more blowouts.
– The person that says they won their bracket by picking mascots. No one knows all these dumbass mascots. I’m a huge sports fan and I couldn’t tell you five mid-major mascots. You didn’t pick the Colonials over the Banana Slugs, the Bunions toppling the Asscrack Lints, or the Whogivesashits to beat the Neverheardofems. Stop lying.
– The person that loses one game and rips their bracket up. No one picks every game and you had the winner of the play-in game losing in the next round. Relax.