Standing after the regional finals

Dear cavaliers and roundheads,

So, the Final Four is set. Three of us (Liz, Bill and yours truly) picked all four teams correctly. Aren't you embarrassed? Bill is now a limey, living in England, no access to American hoop. I am a skirt-wearing, damp-eyed nancy-boy who knows the names of more dead Polish mezzo-sopranos than tournament point guards. Liz picks games based on strength of English Department, quality of novels set in each school's state, and architectural interest of campus buildings. What I'm saying here is that the people who know the most about hoop didn't get the Final Four right, and the three of us hackers did. Shame on you.

Anyway, the Silet threat seems to have passed, Favs is out of the tournament, Bill is crushing the field, and Maggi has been mathematically eliminated from any chance of finishing better than me. It's a funny old world.

Here's where we are:

--------------Sat---Sun--Total

1.	Bill	86	12	98
2.	Matt	74	12	86
2.	Silet	74	12	86
4.	Knott	72	12	84
5.	Favs	76	6	82
6.	Liz	68	12	80
7.	Mike	72	6	78
8.	Hank	76	0	76
8.	John	70	6	76
8.	Kate	70	6	76
11.	DaveW	62	12	74
11.	Gena	74	0	74
11.	Ruth	62	12	74
14.	DavidP	67	6	73
15.	Calvino	65	6	71
15.	Henry	59	12	71
17.	Dayle	63	6	69
17.	Dykes	63	6	69
19.	Steve	61	6	67
20.	Alexander	51	6	57
20.	Dana	57	0	57
22.	Sarah	55	0	55
23.	Rosalie	44	6	50
24.	Maggi	45	0	45
25.	Acy	44	0	44
26.	Willow	35	0	35

Anyone still interested? In the tournament, I mean? (The pool never pales, of course.) I don't really care who wins the championship, I'm ashamed to say. I wish I did, but I feel as though I don't really have any emotional tie to any of these teams. I'll watch the last three games, but I probably won't yell myself hoarse as I have in some years past. Maybe I'm just getting old.

Don't send congrats to Bill just yet. There are a few ways in which someone could overtake him. Keep your eye on Mr. Liz, Matt Peterson, our most Kennedyesque entrant. He's sitting nicely in second, and is poised to snatch the lead from Bill, who may or may not be our most Nixonesque entrant. I'll send around a message outlining who picked whom when I get a second.

Behave yourselves.

C