2019 Bracket Challenge Address

Consider, as you already have, where we were the last time our Jayhawks
finished lower than first in the Big 12.

• Only Likens had children.
• Heinz still had handcuff marks on his wrists from his stay in Hennepin
County.
• Rybo was still driving his first Audi and had yet to decide on a
country club.
• Breese, too, was still working on his first million.
• C-Note was still a student at KU.
• Brown, the poor sap, was eating hamburgers, yet to be trained in the
ways of the steakburger.
• Trevor hadn’t yet made his bones (KU online correspondence courses).
• Rusty’s hairpiece was in a transitional phase.
• KC Dubbs had yet to fill even one hand’s fingers with fantasy hardware.
• Cullen’s wagering, while regular, had yet to graduate to daily and at
that point did not include women’s college basketball.

Halcyon days, as the ex used to say.

Hope springs eternal. A new day is upon us, and our glasses are again
topped with the frothy head of optimism. Lest we forget, great things
have been born of humbler beginnings than this. I’m talking about 1988
and a six seed, of course. Minneapolis is a reachable destination for
most in our midst. Pregame party sponsored by Hanz and KC Dubbs.

The High Holidays. Where we bury the hatchet, shake hands and latch it.
All sit together as brothers. “As-Salaam-Alaikum,” “Shabbat Shalom,”
“Sweet Jesus,” or “Go Fuck Yourself” – however it is that you give
thanks, know that you’re welcome here.

And now, a moment of solemn respect for those who’re fucking this chicken:

2003 Jon Heinz
2004 Matt Cullen
2005 Matt Cullen
2006 Dan McClure
2007 Dan McClure
2008 Kevin C. Wilson
2009 Trevor Schmidt
2010 Dan McClure
2011 Brennan Hitpas
2012 Kevin C. Wilson
2013 Kevin C. Wilson
2014 Brennan Hitpas
2015 Matt Cullen
2016 Joe Fernandez
2017 Trevor Schmidt
2018 Jon Heinz
2019 ?

Ryan Dardis and Marc Sheforgen have been at it this whole time. All 16
years. And they’ve got nary a title between them. Not a one. It’s the
ever-present reminder in a world that Captain Ron has otherwise
conquered that money can’t buy happiness. Only brackets can.

Scoring, $30 cover, rules and especially tiebreakers all remain the
same. Tattoo it on your forehead.

We’re with Yahoo for as long as Rusty keeps his job or until he pisses
us off. Just click here, man.

And now please sit, here, at the table as we light the family’s
handblown menorah. Enjoy your feast.

Eternally,

Commissioner Sheforgen