Whether you’re leaning towards Syracuse or anyone else, you have just about 50 hours before the deadline to enter the Ninth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). You’ll find full details here, but as a brief-but-enticing recap: Free to enter. Minimal effort. A Bocktown gift card, to the tune… Read More just two days.
Every March, I look forward to a reason to jump start my pathetic attempts at blogging, That time is now — yinz guys ready for the Ninth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown)? Nine years? Holy crap, that’s a long time. But because god knows I need more and more… Read More NAUCNFFC time.
He’s probably the most-hated guy in college basketball since Steve Wojciechowski, the floor-pounding guard from Duke who now makes the same kind of constipated faces on the bench next to Coach K he used to make as a player. But that’s OK. Aaron Craft is on MY team. And whether you love him — as I… Read More almost done.
No matter how much I complained about it last night, I’m happy I watched the championship game — it was the best title game I’ve seen in years. I don’t know if Aunt Annoyed Angel watched last night’s title game, but I guess it doesn’t matter; by virtue of her eerily accurate tiebreaker choice, she’s the… Read More we have aaa winner.
Back in January, I wrote about an unpleasant decision: picking between Notre Dame and Alabama on the day of the football national championship game. Today? Another title game, and another unhappy choice. Back then, the basic choice was between a team I can’t stand versus a conference I hate above all others. This time, the… Read More conflicted.
I knew it was going to be bad. I didn’t think it would be this bad. Thirty five people entered the Eighth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). And at the conclusion of the Elite Eight weekend, there are 16 — SIXTEEN — Blutarskys (and if you don’t know… Read More awful.
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