That’s right. The kids and SweetGuy and I have been participating in filling out brackets for the NCAA basketball tournament for at least 10 years, maybe more. DustMeister joined in a few years ago, then Magoo’s boyfriend last year, and Bud’s girlfriend this year joined the fun. (These people need NAMES. Help?)
Oh, and Bud’s dog, Tali, signed up as well. She picked winners of each game by chasing after two tennis balls. Based on which tennis ball she chose each time, a specific team was declared the winner on her bracket. I only had a single goal for this competition: beat the dog. Do NOT lose to the dog. At one point, I seriously thought I might.
The brackets are a good bit of free fun for everyone with a chance to win a few dollars. Well, it’s not exactly free for SweetGuy because he is always forced to pay everyone’s entry fee. There’s never been a question or debate about who would pay. It’s him. Seems like a reasonable plan to the rest of us. We did change it up just a little this year and participated in a “just the family” tournament so at least SweetGuy’s money was staying in the family. We offered prizes for first, second, and last place.
Check out how we fared:

Uh huh. That’s right. Check it out. Who da woman? That would be ME.
Seeing as SweetGuy and I finished first and second, he isn’t going to have to dole out any cash. But, he does still owe the dog a prize for last place. So, let me get this right, seven adults and one dog competed in this thing, and the only one who effectively legitimately wins a prize is the dog. I suppose I could say I’m impressed by the dog. In reality, it seems to point more to the intelligence level of the adults.
I’m shooting for last place next year.












