Head For The Hills!

I've been recovering the last week from my shock over my alma mater, Kansas, getting beat in the first round of the NCAA basketball tournament for the 2nd year in a row. I finally accepted that the problem was just that the players were just inexperienced and would do better next time, and the loss wasn't anything earth-shaking, and I should just be happy that KU won their football bowl game. Then I found this lost Nostradamus quatrain that scarily foretold these events:

In the land of the tall flowers, the bird that wears boots will excel with the round ball,
But with the oval ball of the pig, he will stumble and fall;
The bird will lose the prize for the round ball twice in two years on the Friday before the Spring equinox,
But shall win the soup container (Ed. note: also translates as "bowl") with the oval ball in between.

This lost quatrain comes from Nostradamus' most famous work "Fromage (Le Chat)", which roughly translates to "We're All Gonna Die!" This was also the book which foretold WWIII and the 2000 election debacle.

Seriously, though, the 3rd round of the tournament starts tomorrow, and I'll still be watching as much as I can. It really is just about the best tournament in the world, even if people are trying to call Wichita State a "Cinderella" even though they've only beat one higher-seeded opponent, contrary to my guidelines. Personally, I still have five of my predicted Elite Eight teams alive, so I still have a chance to win the Bubblehead household bracket challenge.