Well, the weekend is officially over. In a rare year where my final four remains intact after the first two rounds, I'm sitting in a tie for second place in one pool. I have high hopes. Me and the guys spent a beautiful Saturday afternoon trying to remove the casper-white coloration from our faces as we watched the games at a local watering hole. I believe the technical term for this is "bronzing." For some reason though, Seth and Mike decided to break off from the group to have a date of their own. The technical term for this is "bro-mance."