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The Vols are sure living up to their name right now; getting their show run by the Louisville Chuggers, who of course are led by the intangibles of Edgar "Sammy" Sosa. This is why I hate gambling. Much like fantasy sports, it forces you to root for teams and players and Bruce Pearl, whom you hate. 

My Bracket is looking rather splendid at the moment, at least compared to everyone else's. I knew from the moment I wrote it in ink that Purdue would not make the Final Four. Whatever, one of my friends had Belmont winning the West Regional, and 90% of people are still wiping their mouths off after Georgetown and Duke's exits came a little early, if you know what I'm sayin.

It would do me wonders if UCLA choked tonight. Lube em up Western KY!

But I need to go; I suddenly have the urge to rush to Marshall Fields and buy 30 packs of Hanes underwear and oh my god, there that is one circus-ugly baby on my TV screen promoting laughter. It adds eight years to your life, they say. Pot heads everywhere are rushing to invest stock in laughter, dude.