NP: Elvis Costello, When I Was Cruel

This is the first in what I suspect will be a bunch of posts about how craptacular my NCAA Tournament model is working.

I'm only 2-for-4 out of the gate, but both of the picks I got wrong didn't make it past the next round in my bracket anyway. So the damage is minimal, as I'm still on track to have my entire Sweet Sixteen go through. Or at least as on track as one can be after four games have been played.

Plus, you have to figure that the only people who might have picked UW-Milwaukee were people who actually went there, so I'm not going to lose badly on that one, relatively speaking. I don't have to get everything right, just more than everyone else in the office.

Hypothetically, of course, because gambling is illegal and I would never partake in such activity. And drugs are bad, stay in school.