From the Greenroom: NCAA or Not, It's Always Mad Around Here

It’s that time again.  The NCAA Tournament Brackets are in and Tony has put together a pool that is being enthusiastically embraced by some, and shunned by others, accompanied by allegations of impropriety.  I think it has something to do with the fact that last year, his wife was the big winner.

But far be it from me to question Tony’s legitimacy.  He’s my friend…not to mention the fact I’m sure there were plenty of pools he wasn’t allowed to be in over the years.  Including the ones at the country clubs where I used to caddie.  Besides—I think he’s packing. 

I’m not all that familiar with the world of college athletics.  About as close as I ever came to playing any NCAA sport was an intramural Badminton league that I joined because I had a crush on the girl who was the captain of the team.  If I didn’t have Tony’s brackets to fill out, when asked for my final four, I would choose VASSAR, NASSAU COMMUNITY COLLEGE, APEX TECHNICAL SCHOOL and THE CULINARY INSTITUTE OF AMERICA. 

I wonder what the team mascot would be for the C.I.A.’s “Fighting Sauciers?”  A giant escargot with a chef’s hat?

I’m predicting that Gonzaga will take it all this year.  Only because I love the fact that there is actually an American University named “Gonzaga.” Though it’s named after a Jesuit saint, it sounds like some kind of medical term for an unusual growth.  As in, “I have to go to the doctor, I have a Gonzaga on the back of my neck the size of a baby’s head.”  It also resembles the name of a Japanese horror movie monster, as in, “Clear the streets!  Gonzaga is coming!  Gonzaga is coming!”

Let the madness begin.