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Mar 2021
The Death Of A My Bracket

   It’s tournament time again
My brackets are in
I’ve got my fingers crossed
Praying for my teams to win

The first and second round was a flurry
Of underdogs fighting to stay in the chase
When the madness was over
Surprisingly I was in first place

I originally had four brackets in and tonight
Drastically by the smallest margin in score
Three of my brackets bit the dust
And they don’t exist anymore

I’ve got one still hanging on and for the
Money I’m depending on its survival
And it’s killing me because I am forced to
Root for TTUN, The Ohio State Rival

But if I am to win it all I’ve got to root
For a team called Gonzaga
Can anyone feel my pain and
Can you understand my saga

Every year It drives me insane
They come and put me in a straitjacket
Because one minute I’m in first place
The next I witness the death of my bracket

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/28/2021
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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