St. Pat's Saturday

So...Saturday night on a plane home from Vegas. Always go home on Saturday because going home on Sunday, with the time change makes Monday a full on depression disaster...especially three nights in Vegas betting and perhaps drinking too much.

I do not know the results of todays late games. Georgetown had come back and was looking like they would win and not cover the spread when I got on the plane. Louisville TANKED late and lost and failed to cover and Maryland did the same. Those were three of my key betting picks today and along with the faailed and now much reviled Notre Dame squad made up the meat of my brackets. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

The top seeds all continue to look smart although Xavier gave OSU too hard of a time with too little talent. I still have high hopes for Texas but do not belive they will be able to carry me to any respectable finish.

We got good news on the home front today as Webster Groves took our kids into custody and Lily was adopted by the people who own Cousin Hugos. Evidently she wandered in on St. Pats day with some shamrock antenae ears on and charmed everyone into a few bowls of green beer. Wr are going to miss that dog. While on the topic a lot of drunks in Vegas were donning the green in an annual sad excuse for excess (the only worse example I can think of are the sudden “mexicanization” of our country on Cinco De Mayo and St. Louis’ own sad, sad, claiming of Mardi Gras) that leads people from all ethnicities but primarily 20 and 30 somethings to go on a drunken binge during daylight hours. The site of people with names like Schwente and and Bummler grasping for a day of “Irish Pride” should be a source of shame for the entire country. Find your own holiday and claim it as your own...like Tuesday for example.

Kudos to THE DONALD for this years stat sheets. A lot of on the road updating from the mobile KUBE back office. Obviously there is a LOT to find troubling about the state posted after Friday games. Tim Sheahan leading? How can that be? Who is he? How did he know our secrets? Behind him Shapiro, Winkeler and the dreaded Luke (I am your father Luke) Kissam...who if memory serves correctly abandoned our fair city. Most troubling of course is Blue Horseshoe...looming again in 6th place, stalking the leaders with UCLA as his champion. Dark days indeed. We do not see a lot of family groupings other then those Shapiros and yes it would appear that Logan Finnerty is AGAIN going to be humiliated by his mom. We will check back on Monday with an update of the new stats and some commentary and abuse of the losers.

So...they are telling me that portable elctronics must be stowed in preperation for our descent into St. Louis and it much colder here then in Vegas...we will se what the tournament God’s bring us tomorrow but no matter what we will get our fill of fun and basketball for another period of time until that long dark tea time of the soul that is April and May and all the tired prognisticating of baseball blowhards as meaningless baseball games are played in their 100+ game season and the country gears up for NBA and NHL finals which no one in St. Louis has cared about for a long time. Pitchers and catchers report...the Tour De France is still 3 1/2 months away...enjoy this while you can.