The Great Bracket Hunt: Where in March Madness Did Houston Hide?
Ah, March Madness. A time of buzzer-beaters, Cinderella runs, and...frantic bracket shuffling. You meticulously crafted your picks, analyzed every team's horoscope (because why not?), and now you can't remember a crucial detail: where in the bracket did you put Houston?
Fear not, fellow bracketologists (because that's definitely a thing), for we shall embark on a quest to find the elusive Cougars!
Did You Go Big 12 Bold?
Houston, fresh off their Big 12 dominance, might be chilling at the top of your South Region like a lion surveying its savannah (or, you know, like they're about to pounce on some unsuspecting competition). Remember, they were a #1 seed last year, so underestimating them could be a recipe for bracket heartbreak.
Maybe You Played the Upset Angle
Hey, even the best teams have hiccups (we're looking at you, Houston, with that Sweet 16 surprise last year). Did you predict an early exit for the Cougars? If so, check the lower part of the South Region. Maybe they're lurking there, waiting to be your bracket's ultimate downfall (or, perhaps, a delightful upset victory!).
Did You Just Wing It?
Let's be honest, sometimes the best brackets are born from pure, unadulterated chaos. In that case, my friend, your Houston placement is a mystery as beautiful as the Bermuda Triangle. Just hold on tight and enjoy the ride!
Bonus Round: Houston Bracket Bingo!
Here's a little something to add some spice to your March Madness viewing:
- Houston wins the first round.
- Houston upsets a higher seed.
- The announcers mention Kelvin Sampson's impressive handshake collection.
- Someone gets fouled while trying to steal a churro from a nearby vendor. (Hey, it's March Madness, anything can happen!)
So, there you have it! With a little detective work and a dash of humor, you'll be a Houston-finding bracket master in no time. Now, get out there, cheer on your picks (including Houston, maybe?), and remember: March Madness is all about the journey, the upsets, and the pure, unadulterated joy of watching grown men in brightly colored uniforms fling a ball through a hoop.
