Good morning everyone, and Happy St. Paddy’s.
The one day a year a ginger can feel like a Baddy.
I realize the irony of that comment coming from a man that’s bald.
I can hear Wardy calling me a leprechaun because I’m five feet tall.
It’s a wonderful day for a bracket and pint.
64 teams are ready to fight
There’s a net to be cut and a trophy to raise
Name etched in history, forever be praised.
Who will plant their Flag, maybe Cooper and Duke?
Ice and elevation, that ankle injury best be a fluke.
St. Johnny’s are storming, led by Rick Pitino.
What a movie that would be, casted by Al Pacino.
The field is as loaded as a baked potater.
And everyone’s as hungry as a Florida Gator.
Survival of the fittest, win and advance.
It’s a one-strike policy with no second chance.
Study your bracket and plan your path.
It can be overwhelming like Common Core math.
Always second-guessing and having your doubts.
“THAT’S A TRAVEL” we can hear Steve, as he shouts.
The power of our choices can make us insane.
You agonize and you study every matchup and game.
There’s always some upsets and a darling will dance.
Your courage will be tested, can you take that chance?
Contrarian ways may lead one to DFD gold.
You can’t be a coward, to conquer you must be bold.
Flip a coin if you have to, but stand by your choice.
Don’t let them be swayed by Jay Bilas’ voice.
The entire SEC will be there, the committee had their reasons.
Mainly pity for being inferior to the Big 12 during football season.
Talent galore from one to sixteen.
Winning a title is great, but to win DFD is a dream.
To gain DFD lore you must run this town like a Sherrif.
Prize money awaits you but the AD may charge a tariff.
DOGE may investigate, but it’s only our livers getting wasted.
“AI, I need winners”...their answers will be copied and pasted.
DFD continues to spread but for that, there’s no vaccine.
All that will heal you is a drink and your favorite team.
Grab your favorite jersey and even matching shorts.
Everyone is welcome here, unlike men in women’s sports.
Eggs we can’t afford but we’ll be sure to spend some time.
Studying who we pick, a Cinderella we shall find.
Madness is around us, as are many friends.
Enjoy each day of mayhem, it quickly finds its end.
DFD cannot be explained, one must experience it.
Stairmaster hoping to climb, as is Iceman and Fitz.
Genny Light needs no intro, he barely needs a koozie.
CT can’t attend games, as he makes the cheerleaders woozy.
AD will have his whistle, we can still hear it in Nashville bars.
Rocking a cowboy hat with all them country stars.
Pantsless in Seattle better quickly find some drawers.
Joey and his Chesnuts will soon be knocking at your door.
RMS a staple and sure to be in the mix.
Weeble is a Wobblin’...Jello Shots might be the fix.
Great Scott is a DFD HOF’er, as is Pete Rose Dowd.
This is the perfect place for you, degeneracy is allowed.
March Madness is here, can you believe it’s upon ya?!
We cherish its presence, unlike Rosie O’Donnell.
See ya Rosie, and No! Ireland, we will not take her back.
As long as you keep her, we’ll go easy on your tax.
At DFD all we care about is laughter and some drinks.
Most of us need a couch and an hour with a shrink.
But this is our therapy and the best time of year.
Pour yourself some brown or mix some seltzer with the clear.
Make yourself a plate and forget about your worries.
Cherish each game, it’ll be over in a hurry.
“Hello Friends”, poetically coined by Jim Nance.
I hope you all enjoy this wonderful March Dance.
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