Canzano: Madness unfolds before our eyes
How is your bracket?
My youngest daughter, 8, watched Auburn go on a second-half run and close out Michigan on Friday night with great interest. Her NCAA Tournament bracket depended on the Tigers getting to the Elite Eight. Soji nestled beside me on the sofa, pumping a fist, and celebrating every late basket.
She and our middle daughter, Zia, filled out the bracket together. They made their picks hurriedly before school on the opening morning of the tournament a couple of Thursdays ago.
Zia shouted over breakfast: “Saint Mary’s or Vanderbilt?”
Soji answered: “Saint Mary’s.”