You spend all year measuring yourself against your colleagues and competitors: B-school rankings, bonuses, league tables, the now all-too-rare eating contest. But let’s face it: The fact that you snuck past an admissions officer and the knowledge that your desk is succeeding in spite of you tend to diminish your sense of individual achievement. And even if you’ve mastered the narcissistic art of deluding yourself into thinking that the reflected glory is all yours, none of the above offer the satisfaction of knowing that you, personally, on your own, are the best without causing gastrointestinal distress.
That’s where this most sacred and important of times and contests come in: The annual Dealbreaker NCAA Tournament challenge. We all know you’re going to spend the next two days poring over matchups and defensive metrics, anyway, snow day or no snow day. Why enjoy your inevitable victory over only colleagues and your friends from college when you can lord it over the entire Street?
And we really mean over the entire Street: Winner gets a ride on a BLADE helicopter. Last place gets to hide their shame and generally worthlessness as a person behind a coveted Dealbreaker banker bag.
Enough with the preliminaries: Click here and fill out your bracket right now. Or whenever your model spits out the guaranteed 192-pointer. Get your brackets in before Princeton tips off with Notre Dame at noon on Thursday. Standard scoring system. Ties broken by total score in the championship game. Ties there broken by a duel to the death.