NCAA Tournament XI: Even To The Edge Of Doom

Call this another SOC if you want. It's 11:00 am on the day of the game and I can't handle my nerves. The only thing I can do to release this nervous energy is to sit down and write. And so I'll write about... William Shakespeare.

And I'll do it Stream Of Consciousness style where I don't allow myself to go back and edit. Once the word is on the page, the word is on the page. I won't polish the words later. Billy Shakes would hate it.