Bracketology 101 Update

The good news---three of my final four are intact (Doook, Gonzaga, Willanova), and I'm still confident about a Villanova/Doook final with the University of New Jersey, Durham coming out on top. Mind you, that's like me getting excited about Teddy winning reelection in Massachusetts this fall: not something that's good for the republic, mind you, but if it helps me win the wife's office pool, so be it.

After all, enlightened statesmen won't always be at the helm etc. etc.

The bad news---while I did well in the first round (21 out of 32), the second round I only got 7 out of 16, which is not a problem in and of itself (I mean, who the heck had George Mason going to the Sweet 16? Not even anyone at Mason had that picked. Hell, the old boy hasn't had this much improbable attention since he refused to sign the Constitution because there was no "Free Parking" space in the middle with $500 bucks on it--I'm not trying to say he was senile, but the Man from Gunston Hall was a little slow on the uptake, if you catch my drift). The problem is that The Dear One went 23/32 in the first round, and 10 out of 16 in the second round, putting her firmly in the lead here at Rancho Non Sequitor. (To which I say, Damn You Syracuse, Iowa, NC State, Kansas, Illinois, Marquette, Kentucky, and Carolina!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Needless to say, she's handling this turn of events with grace and dignity, only casually mentioning it to the dads on the street this morning at the bus stop (talk about your true Hank Hill moment there).

So, it's going to be a long couple of days until Thursday.

And yes, I'll be doing the dishes, and refering to The Dear One as "Your Britannic Majesty."