Realizing my weekly radio show, “The Sports Bonanza” was coming up Wednesday afternoon, I knew I had a responsibility, nay, a radio journalistic integrity to honor the pressure and demands of my listeners. My mother (comment: “I wish you would cut down on the potty humor, then I could tell your aunt and uncle”), occasionally my ex-girlfriend (comment: “It was fine”) and a couple of my drunken fraternity brothers (who once called in to ask if we knew a store that wouldn’t card if they tried to buy beer). Still, for my own sanity and the fact that my current my get-rich-quick idea (the pyramid scheme I was working on recently fell through) is to enter as many five dollar pools figuring I’ll win one, I had to fill out my bracket Wednesday night after returning home from putting out the Spring sports supplement. Here’s a play-by-play of my thoughts while filling out the bracket.
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