|One Last Point: Let the madness begin|
|Written by Jef Hatch, Pilot staff writer|
|March 19, 2013 10:04 pm|
It doesn’t matter what you’re seeded, if you’re the best team in the tournament you will win the tournament.
Of course, it would be nice to have some easy games on which to slide into the sweet sixteen or elite eight or final four, but I guess we can’t have it all.
The Ducks got robbed. Seeded 12th in the Midwest region while UCLA — a team the Ducks beat twice during the season -— got seeded sixth in the South region.
Truly, the Ducks’ seeding is something that the March Madness makers got wrong.
Understandably, it was a tough bracket to put together with the quality of teams that have been playing basketball this season, but to put the Ducks so low in their bracket is a slap in the face.
It will be made all the sweeter when the Ducks beat Oklahoma St. and move on to the round-of-32.
If you would like to participate in an informal bracket-pick group head on over to Yahoo’s Tournament Pick ‘em and enter group number 173639. Or, just enter this link: http://y.ahoo.it/UuAhU8Nz.
I always read the Pilot’s fishing columnist Larry Ellis’ column — either while I’m putting it on the page, putting it on the web, or at home in the physical paper.
I’ve tried his advice a time or two; fishing for perch, tying knots and while his knots have always held true, I’ve never had much success fishing where he suggested fishing (more me than the location, I’m sure).
After reading about how hot the ling cod has been lately, I was excited to get the invite to hit the ocean with my friends Bruce and Paul.
We headed uphill and put some hooks in the water and for the first hour, I caught nothing but rocks. But I remembered Larry’s admonition to use sharp hooks and while I didn’t have a sharpener, I did have a new set of shrimp flies and a white leadfish.
I changed out my gear and sure enough, I caught a ling on my next let down. It wasn’t very big, but it was a keeper.
A few minutes later my line got hit harder than I’ve ever felt in my life and I reeled in a 30-inch monster.
We ended up with a limit ... hoorah for sharp hooks and Bruce.