In the winter of 2004, a lot of people started calling me Cheddar Ted on account of my exceptional rapping abilities. It's a nom de guerre I didn't initially take to, but I'm really warming up to it now. This is the Blog of Theodore "Cheddar Ted" Bressman. You think you know, and you probably do.
I forget how I literally become a manic depressive lunatic during the NCAA tournament, but in the words of NAKED EYES, there's always something there to remind me and this year it happens to be a horrible slate of match-ups in the South Region. The fact that the three most blue collar squads in the field, Memphis, Pitt and Michigan St., are the 1, 4 and 5 in the same side of a region is just real tough to stomach. Throw in Duke's easy jaunt to the elite eight and I really have NO IDEA WHAT THE NCAA TOURNAMENT SELECTION COMMITTEE IS DOING WITH ITS TIME.
Luckily, I'm putting Indiana in the final four and predicting that the championship game will be a rematch of the BIG EAST finals, so I can at least ride a manic wave of giddiness until the weekend, at which point two of my final four teams will probably be eliminated.
I guess dementia still is possible when dealing in the realm of March Madness.
Last thing - for those of you in Los Angeles, I will be holding a Julius Hodge memorial service in my living room this Saturday. It will begin at 7:10 EST for NC St.'s first round match-up every year and will last shorter than it should. R.I.P. Julius. I'm still waiting for another "example."
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