This year, yes, this year, 2013, would be MY year.
2011 was supposed to be my year, once upon a time. But then Louisville lost in the Round of 64 instead of the Final Four and all of my other Elite Eight teams were heartbreakingly slaughtered to rest before they could complete their circuit through my bracket.
2012 was the year that I came in knowledgeable; I studied, read and projected my way through the entire month of February with a fervor. I knew that I had to adapt and learn from previous mistakes; I made sure that Louisville got bounced early and selected teams like Missouri to make their way to the final games with good guard play and positive momentum. Once again I was pommeled in the early rounds. I probably still owe Anthony Davis and the rest of last year’s Kentucky team a muffin basket, they were the only reason that I finished in the top half of my pool.