Traitors win. Cheaters don’t.

Well, last night was a stunning and exciting defeat for the Illini. Why the hell am I blogging about it, since we all know I swore off baskeball after logging many hours as a cheerleader?

I got pressured into filling out a bracket for the First Annual Absolutely-Nothing-To-Do-With- A*****-Public-Affairs NCAA Basketball Pool. Having watched none of the season games, I turned to About.com for my answers. They used a logical method of choosing teams. They didn’t offer up a champion, so I turned to my father. He thought Illinois would choke, so I picked NC.

Turns out, I did better than I thought. All of the basketball-crazies who chose IL because they went there really made the bracket clear for me to climb all the way to third place. I won back my $10, and made $20 to boot. Now, I’ve accepted my invite to go study at UI, but I think that I can say that I’m not technically a student, because I don’t owe them any money yet.

I thought you’d really really need to know. I even took a camerapicture of myself flaunting the bills, but it’s just not transmitting the photo to my email, so you’ll just have to imagine my smug face.