A day for moving. As certainly no one has noticed, this journal has moved to a new Internet address; it's now hosted by Joshua Edward's server rather than blogspot.com. The major aesthetic difference: no ads.
A day for gnashing. My brainless prediction of the week: if Iowa State womens' basketball doesn't win against Colorado tonight, they won't get a top four seed and host the first two rounds of the NCAA tournament. Further, I'm not sure a win today is a guarantee. Their RPI of 14 is borderline and will go down with a loss. I can't imagine the NCAA having six Big 12 teams hosting subregionals, and Oklahoma, Baylor, Texas (on the strength of six top 25 wins, including a win over Tennessee), and Kansas State (on the strength of five top 25 wins, a 23-6 record, and an 8 RPI) are locks for the 16 top spots. Colorado has more good wins that Iowa State right now, and it doesn't have ISU's bad loss. Texas Tech an 18-10 record, but they have more good wins than ISU.
Here’s my prophecy:
1) If Iowa State wins tonight, and Texas Tech loses to Baylor, Iowa State will get a number four seed. If they lose, a number five. Maybe.
2) If Iowa State wins tonight, and Texas Tech beats Baylor, the winner of the Iowa State/Texas Tech game will get a number four seed. Either the loser or Colorado will get a number five.
3) If all seven top Big 12 teams host subregionals -- very unlikely, I think -- the Big 12 will have all four number four seeds.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
