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For those of you, like myself, who aren’t particularly compelled by March Madness, here are some alternative bracket pools that you can follow:
Mentalfloss is running a “Tournament of Genius.” Einstein is, of course, the prohibitive favorite there. Keep an eye out for my sleeper pick, Nikola Tesla and fan favorite, Stephen Colbert.
On the flipside, HolyTaco is currently running the 2009 National Douchebag Tournament. You’ve got to think that A-Rod is in the driver’s seat here. While Bernie Madoff, Rush Limbaugh, and the Notorius AIG all have compelling cases, I’m holding out hope for Dane Cook to pull it out.
As someone who is generally baffled by March Madness, I can’t say that I endorse this decision to add six additional rounds of bracket competition. On the other hand, it would afford me the chance to compete as a small forward on the Beverly Hills Roxbury Park pickup squad.
Why haven’t you told me that this exists? I demand to know now. This is clearly my destiny — to be the greatest Chess Fighter in the world. The only way to start is to hire a Thai Guru that makes me kick a palm tree until my shins bleed, then demands a recitation of Sicilian variations.
Someone needs to establish a US league, and pronto.
That’s some A+ production value for a random Swede-like Euro creation. I am ever increasingly impressed with this.
The best pranks are usually too cruel for words. This one, put on by the CollegeHumor crew, is definitely up there. Not only is the subject convinced that his life is about to change forever, but he gets to be humiliated in front of a crowd of 15,000. Pretty epic.
What with all the faux-fervor over the “rushed stimulus bill,” and the general attitude of panic that grips our Chicken Little demographic, I thought we might all take a deep breath and observe something absurdly slow and deliberate…
Here we go again. Alex Rodriguez admits to substance abuse back in 2003, and the Cadre of Crusading Baby Boomer Moralist Sportswriters are again denouncing the current crop of MLB players (and the records they hold) as “tainted.” They are crying to the Baseball Heavens,
“Oh Mercy, Lawd! Take us back! Take us back to a time when baseball was played by the honorable and when records made sense! A time of purity! A time of nobility! We can’t stand the awful sight of these players who have no respect for basic rules and decency! Deliver us, Lawd!”