What are you really looking at when you look at your bracket? Are you looking at what teams you've picked to go all the way? Are you looking at a great American passtime? No, not really.
When I look at my bracket from this year, I see a bracket I've never done before - a bracket unfamiliar to Richard Rigby, Jr. What is it? When have I ever had Kansas going to the Sweet 16? When have I ever not had Southern Illinois or Butler going to the Elite 8, or even winning it all? Why on earth would I put Baylor in the Final Four? What's happened to me? I'm afraid to say it, but yes, I've become a realist. Is it because of med school? Possibly, but might it be a better to ask, am I in tune with myself? See, a lot of what I do is based on simple, but difficult to understand, thinking. I fell in love with the Salukis of Southern Illinois a while back, and then I got into watching their rivalry with Butler, and then I started picking Butler to go far. But why not this year? I've lost touch with some of me. It's not to the point of no return. Oh, there will be a return.
Next time you look at your bracket, think about what you're really looking at. You're looking at yourself.
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