What's the Point?

The point is to pick the most games correctly and wind up with more points than everyone else. The games in each round are worth a certain point value, increasing after each round. The more games you pick correctly, the more points you get. If you pick a ton of games correctly in rounds one and two…that’s great, but you want to pick more game correctly later in the tournament to rack up more points. I don’t recall off the top of my head what the point values are, so if you absolutely need to know this information you can head on over to the Yahoo! site and research it yourself.

Once the final buzzer sounds at the end of the championship game, whichever of you ends up with the most points will be dubbed  JD’s 16th Annual “Backed-up-paddy-wagon-mackin’-on-the-cats-ass-blow-my-whistle-rock-me-little-dove-so-step-back-‘cause-I’m-a-fuckin’-handful-yo-ahab-can-i-get-my-dubage-come-on-pretty-baby-make-me-lose-my-mind-I-gave-her-my-heart-and-she-gave-me-a-pen-when-it-comes-to-love-if-it-ain’t-rough-it-isn’t-fun-I’ll-eat-up-all-your-crackers-and-your-licorice-are-you-trying-to-tell-me-that-Jesus-Christ-can’t-hit-a-curveball-bumpin'-an'-grindin'-like-a-slow-jam-freak-it-funk-it-backseat-trunk-it” 2010 Roundball Ruckus. Grand Champion and take home 50% of the accumulated “donations” to do with whateverthefuckyouplease.

And since we here at Ruckus HQ don’t really have an interest in whateverthefuckyouplease actually is, we do strongly recommend you pay your taxes so you don’t get a visit from the IRS. While we can’t force you to do this, we trust that you are an upstanding member of society and will do the right thing…and you ARE an upstanding member of society, right? Good.

For those of you who do NOT end up with the most points at the end of the tournament, you get pretty much nothing. And when I say “pretty much” I mean that a few of you may or may not receive a parting gift that may or may not be Heineken Swag from the Beer Daddy (if he has any crap in the bottom of his beer prize closet he needs to liquidate), a homemade Toaster Orgy via the U.S. Postal Service, an autographed photocopy of my high school graduation photo (replete with mullet and giant 1989-era tortoise-shell glasses), a previously-owned copy of Tommy Lee's "TommyLand" or a case of Three Penis Wine. 

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