Hurray! My #12-beats-a-#5 pick was correct. Montana beat Nevada, as I predicted in my Wednesday column. We'll ignore the fact that I picked three 12-seeds to win.
Here are the highlights and lowlights of Day 1 ...
Billy Packer is an idiot. Everyone knows that by now. It was nice, though, seeing him proven wrong about the Missouri Valley Conference when, in the very first game, Wichita State stomped Seton Hall 86-66.
You may remember he and Jim Nantz were fairly rough on Craig Littlepage, the chairman of the NCAA Tournament selection committee, for the MVC getting the same number of bids (four) as the ACC and Big 12.
Seton Hall, a mediocre team from the Big East, is exactly what Packer would want in the tournament instead of a good MVC team like the Shockers. Don't be surprised if Wichita State blows out Tennessee, too.
Speaking of Tennessee, how is that one of their players gets to catch a pass and take 19 steps without a dribble before launching the fall-away shot from the corner that won the game? And before the timeout, one of the Volunteers grabbed a loose ball and chucked it back across the mid-court line, where one of his teammates was the first to touch it. I could be mistaken, but that should be a backcourt violation.
And the worst part is that ESPN is following Tennessee and giving the behind-the-scenes story on SportsCenter, so we have to watch its highlights a couple extra times. They should be a No. 5 seed. Tops.
LSU and Boston College won. Barely. The first two of my four Final Four picks are still alive.
It's so frustrating watching the tourney on the West Coast because I couldn't care less about West Coast teams, and sure enough, we had to watch the entire UCLA game, complete with interviews, while two other close games were going on.
The only year that was more frustrating for watching the NCAA Tournament was 1996, when my friends and I spent the first week of it in Mazatlan, Mexico, on Spring Break. One place down the street had a few games on, but by Day 3, I was so sunburnt that I didn't care. That was the year we sent a postcard back to some friends and we beat it back to school by three weeks.
