Every year, my brother puts together a family pool for the NCAA basketball tournament. No money, just fun and bragging rights. Everybody plays...my mother and father, my brother, his wife, his 3 kids, the Princess, the Boy and my brother's cat.
Now you may wonder how the cat makes it's picks. I'm not quite sure about this myself. My brother says it has something to do with purring and picking all the low seeds.
Regardless, up until today, I was getting my ass handed to me by the cat.
I like to take a more scientific approach to my picks. One year I chose based on superior mascot, another year on locations that I would most like to visit. My mother, I think, choses her teams based on "prettiest uniforms."
This year it was all about the coin-flip.
I flipped a coin for every pick. Heads for the higher seed, tails for the lower.
And I'm in second place bitches!
Granted this probably won't last long. The coin decided unwisely that Robert Morris was going to the final four.
The coin says "Go Xavier".
The cat is goin' DOWN!