There’s no need to fear, Underdog is here.
Hoping to redeem my last place finish in my group’s bracket challenge and 1,009,587th finish over all, I took the Michigan State Spartans and the points against the Tar Heels of North Carolina. It was the equivalent of rejecting momentum investing for the contrarian pick. The outcome is one more reason that Wall Street coined the phrase, “Don’t fight the tape.”
But I still have issues. Why does NC have a ram as a mascot instead of a guy in a black foot suit? And why does Alabama, the Crimson Tide, have an elephant as a mascot emblem instead of a surfer riding a wave, back lit by a blood-red sunset? These and other weighty matters bother me while re-tooling my golf swing to the stack and tilt and licking my handicapping wounds.
I suppose I could google the answers, but I resist. I prefer to ponder these mysteries as Plato or Thomas Aquinas or some other deep thinker of yore would have done, without the benefit of instant access to all sources for all things. I want to have someone whose grandfather told them tell me, a much more satisfying path to knowledge than the digital crutch that makes experts of everyone and every blog a newspaper.
Though my mind is distracted by these imponderables, hail to the sticky footprints of Chapel Hill and the tarred toe of Ty Lawson. This was no bear market rally, which is the debate Miss Market is moderating now. Which team will win? Miss Market is giving us a Mona Lisa smile, impossible to interpret. Come hither or You fool?
F, PALM and AMD have been good to us so far. Taking profits would be forgiven. But I’m sticking with them and avoiding financial names.
One Mona Lisa I think I do know is C.C. Sabathia. If he would put his hat on straight, he might get someone out.
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