How the mighty have fallen. Sigh. Andrew Hudson has spent the week solidly in first place. Sweet, isn’t it, Andrew? We join the defenders team in hoping this early success doesn’t go to the Australian’s head. Be warned: if you fly too close to the sun, your wings may melt and you will fall. Since I myself fell, I’ve been far more interested in last place, being battled over heroically by Amigas (is that you, Nathalie and Alex?!) and Kurt. There’s a prize in it if you can claim last place. Anyway, here’s hoping for sufficient upset so that dear departing Sandy Hall can take top place, knocking some Andrews and a Reagan out of the way in the process. Oh, how I wish this were fixed.
In terms of the actual games, I will just say that each year I know in my heart that Duke sucks, and each year I pick them to go too far. Just another example of how much Duke sucks, you know? Tricking us into picking them despite our better judgment and then letting us down. I swear it’s out of spite.
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