Beat My Dog

Hello, hello, again.

Aight, it's time to Beat My Dog.

As you might have read on an earlier post, the Beat My Dog contest is a simple, yet genius, creation designed to make us all look incredibly stupid.

Basic Concept
My dog, Oscar, will be picking an NCAA Tournament bracket. Now, I know you're thinking that I must have one smart dog on my hands here. Not really. In fact, just this morning he went running headlong into the wooden fence surrounding our yard for an as-yet-undetermined reason.

How this works is I picked two of his toys, designated one as the higher seed and the other as the lower seed, and chunked them both. Whichever one he picked up and brought back, that was his pick. (Full disclosure: I said in an earlier post that we would be using tennis balls, but I discovered rather quickly that he can fit two of those in his mouth at the same time. And since I don't think there will be 32 ties on Thursday and Friday, we moved to Plan B.)

We worked straight down the line, beginning in the Midwest region. I gave Oscar all the No. 1 seeds through the second round games, meaning Duke, Kansas, Kentucky and Syracuse were automatically in the Sweet 16. But other than that, everything else was fair game. We made it almost all the way through the first two rounds this morning before he lost interest in chasing the toys. But I will say that he seems to be a fan of the underdog -- shocking, I know.

I'll post his full bracket later this afternoon. Until then, I have created a group in the ESPN Tournament Challenge. Group name: BeatMyDog. It's a pubic group, so there should be no password issues. Join up and see how you do. I'll also post my bracket in there, so I too can lose to a dog.