WHITE SCHOOL BOYS

Of course, I'm talking about Le Petit Écolier de Chocolate Blanc, my new favorite cookie. As for white basketball playing school boys, they took a serious collective hit yesterday in the NCAA tourney. The law firm of Morrison, Redick & Pittsnogel, the Three White Hopes, all had their teams ousted in a wild NCAA Thursday night. And with Bradley finally being ousted by Memphis, it was a bad night for white ballers everywhere.

Although I missed WVU/Texas (because my modem mysteriously crapped out DURING MY BLOG WRITING--grrrrrr), I did get to see Duke lose to LSU (yes, that was my best pick on my bracket, and I'm going to let everyone know it). I saw the replay of the WVU/Texas ending, with the Longhorns hitting a dramatic 3 at the buzzer to win it, after Pittsnogel had just tied it with a 3 at the other end mere seconds earlier. I also stayed up and watched UCLA/Gonzaga, during which those scrappy Jesuits snatched defeat from the jaws of crap, as they say. They were leading by 17 at one point in the second half, and were up by 9 with < 3:00 left, and then they crashed and burned and didn't score again. I felt bad for Adam "Mr. 'Stache" Morrison, who was CRYING even before this thing was over (before they nearly won it on a full court bomb pass and shot at the buzzer)--although he no longer gets my sympathy once he gets his $7 million NBA signing bonus. Regardless, I was hoping they'd pull it off, and I certainly didn't want Bill Walton to leave happy. I left feeling that UCLA isn't that great . . . but what do I know? At the start, I didn't see Texas or UCLA doing well . . . so that means they're probably going to get to the Final Four. Along with Wichita State and Georgetown--oh boy, that would be fun.

As for tonight, it's Villanova vs. Boston College in an old school Big East matchup, and bet on someone saying the phrase "contrasting styles" about 3 nanoseconds into this contest. BC is tough down low, which could be rough for Nova, unless Sheridan and Cunningham can play like they did against Zona. At least this game is in the "happy hour sweet spot", as Rob put it, so I've got that going for me, which is nice. I actually have an outside chance to win the one ca$h pool I'm in, provided I get all of the rest of my picks correct (and you know what that means--but we won't go there), including UConn winning tonight. Of course, I'd be just as happy if they lose, and I can finally torch my bracket and shoot the fucking ashes into space.

Awful Devils game last night, they were up 4-1 with 9 minutes left. I assuming everything was going to plan, so I switched to the NCAA--only to discover that 5 minutes later it's 4-4. They lost 6-5 in OT, sort of a foreshadowing of Gonzaga's collapse. Marty is in a slump (and their D isn't great either), and I'm thinking they might not even make the playoffs. I might become a Lowell Loch Monster fan.

On to golf: The Players Championship is underway, and can you feel the fury of Jim "Hitch" Furyk? I hope so, because
he leads after 2. Owen also rebounded nicely after his awful putting display last week. BTW, I saw people playing golf at Rotella here in beautiful Pomona yesterday. When do those Koreans ever work? They're always there, no matter what time/day. My theory is that they sprouted up out of the ground like dormant plants, clubs already in hand. It's eerie shit.