While reading Roger I. Abrams' Huffington Post piece, The Year My Wife Discovered Basketball, some thoughts immediately sprung to mind:- Priorities in order; congratulations Roger, you might be the only guy in America whose wife wakes up in the middle of the night to competitively check her bracket. You bastard!
- My wife also climbed on board this year by filling out a bracket - albeit a paper one - and selected the mighty 'Cuse to cut down nets in early April.
- Though I'm extremely excited about her participation and hope that she fares well (relative to all, but me), I was just offered a FREE Final Four ticket under one condition: If Syracuse doesn't make it to the Final Four, the ticket is mine (the current ticket holder is a big Orange fan).
That leaves me with the following moral dilemma. Is it wrong to intentionally root against my wife's bracket for my own self interest? Mind you, I only get one ticket to the game. What do you think? And what would you do?
