a 16 year old and his basketball bracket

I finished two classes worth of homework tonight and mentioned to the family that I was going to finish my brackets and go to bed. The 16 year old perks up with, “Oooh, I need to do one so I can win the Quicken Loans’ Billion Dollar Bracket Challenge at BetVictor
!” Yes, we know, he probably watches too much TV. Whatever take a look on beyond diet reviews and see for yourself.

So, he’s sitting on the love seat with a bracket and an orange highlighter, working some magic based on the following questions he’s asked me and comments he’s made:

  • Where’s Albany? (Geography isn’t a focus in high school anymore and you can thank No Child Left Behind for that bullshit.)
  • I want Harvard to win something.
  • Yes, Memphis!
  • Oooooh. I couldn’t decide between Creighton and LA-Lafayette.
  • American, even though they suck. I really wish it was National American University.
  • They have zero losses. I’ll pick that team.
  • Him: “Mom, left or right?” His mom: “Right.”
  • I hate Michigan. Secretly. (Explaining why he picked Wofford.)

He’s got some good upsets in there, although I think he might be up all night just getting past the first round. Or he may lose interest.

But just for posterity’s sake, here’s a picture of him with Maya Moore. You know, to prove his sportiness!

Pretty sure I was more excited than he was.
Pretty sure I was more excited than he was.

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