We actually were high-fiving one another every time they showed that final 3-pointer in the Vermont game last night. Amazingly good stuff. Cool game.
The Kansas/Bucknell game, for some reason was a letdown. By the last five minutes, we decided Bucknell deserved to win it, so when they did, we just sat there beaming, even though it screwed me and screwed me bad. I couldn't get worked up over it. It was too cool. Then I looked down at my poor brackets and sighed. Deeply.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid.
Jack: Tastes pretty good to me.