It’s that time of year again! And being the roundball fan, Frank has made his picks for the NCAA tournament.
Frank’s Final Four is:
The University of Nevada Wolf Pack
The Butler Bulldogs
The Wisconsin Badgers
The Gonzaga Bulldogs
He has an all Bulldog championship game, with Gonzaga beating Butler, 77-71.
Do I detect a theme here?
I pointed out to him that badgers aren’t really in the same family as dogs and wolves. He mumbled something like, “close enough,” and headed into the Nutshell to take a nap before the games started.
Quite frankly, I’m surprised Frank said anything to me at all. He’s still upset that I have two Wildcats in my Final Four – Villanova and the University of Arizona. He didn’t feel any better when I told him that I had the University of North Carolina beating Iowa State in the other Final Four game, and that I was picking the Tar Heels to beat Arizona in the final. “At least I didn’t pick a Wildcat to win it all,” I told him!
He gave me the same look he does when I’m ready to go to bed and he’s already laid out in the Nutshell’s cabin, unwilling to move over to give me some room. That blank stare of disgust. I can only imagine the sulking I’ll have to deal with if a team with a feline mascot winds up winning it all.
Frank still longs for the day when the Charlotte School of Law has a basketball team, and that they’re good enough to make the tournament. Their mascot? The Legal Beagle, of course!
He says the same thing every March. And I do the same chant, just to mess with him:
Go Beagles! Fight That Bail! Appeal That Sentence!
Sorry, buddy … like I said before, it just doesn’t quite have that “ring” to it.