And then, Duke choked.
Thanks, guys. Now I want a smoke even worse. :op
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...yet Texas makes it to the Great Eight. (I refuse to use the newer, fey "Elite Eight." Like what, there *has* to be alliteration? Who said? I don't hear them talking about "The Terrific Thirty-Two" or the "Swell Sixty-four."
Okaythen.
I, too, prefer "Great Eight." Let's start a revolution. Wait, does it qualify as a revolution if we want it to go back to the way it *used* to be? Or does that just make us conservatives? Shudder.
I know what this tournament is all about! "That."
Matt Wood calls it the threating thrity two. I like the great eight but it sounds like the cartoon the grape ape.
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