Kans-ass

As I said before Kansas has no business being put in anyone’s Final Four. Bucknell agrees with me. Fortunately, that post I made a week or two ago late at night in a dull haze of children’s cough syrup and a blend of whatever drops of liquor I had left in the house, caused me to avoid Kansas at all costs. Of course I gave them enough credit to beat Bucknell (which didn’t happen), but I had them losing in the next round. In fact, aside from Syracuse in the Elite Eight (do wins by Vermont count if I really don’t consider them a state as much as I consider them “Southern Quebec”?) and LSU to the Sweet Sixteen, all my Sweet Sixteen teams are still alive, and I’m running somewhere around 23-7 for the first round. Not too shabby. And I can live with the Syracuse loss, since if there’s one thing I’ve learned from working in TV, its that the people like to drink after work. A lot. If there’s two things I’ve learned, its that “working in TV” isn’t nearly as cool as everyone with a real job seems to think it is when you tell them what you do for a living. And if I’ve learned three things, its that 90% of anchors went to Syracuse University, and think that their shit smells like roses. No it doesn’t, it smells like the bottom of the U. of Vermont’s shoes right about now.

Of course, its still early, and I’ll be sweating bullets as Kentucky faces Cincinnati in the “battle of who’s not going to be a second round failure THIS year” competition. Speaking of Cincinnati, the video on this page (top clip, the dashboard camera video) is awesome. So awesome, that I’ve already written about it. If (or when) Cincinnati loses tomorrow, you better be sure to give Bobby H. two extra lanes down the road from Indy to Cincy.