I usually don't really care about sports. I enjoy watching them. I usually pick a team to root for at some point in the game. I usually am a sucker for the underdog. I still have Tarheel loyalty pangs (these go with Duke-contempt-pangs).
Which brings me to two days ago, when I filled out my bracket and thought: I like Memphis. I've watched some of their games. You know what, they are going all the way!
Which brings me to this second. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
Why does filling out a bracket make me care SO much?
Update: Victory is sweet. 3-3 so far. Let's see how the afternoon plays out. What has happened to me?
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