Last year, for the first time in six years, I did the responsible thing.
I stayed home.
Every year since 2003, I had religiously made my pilgrimage to Las Vegas - including once BY MYSELF when everyone bailed on me - to watch the first weekend of the NCAA Tournament at various sportsbooks along The Strip.
But last year, I purchased a house with my wife, so I did what any sane, married 30-something who had just bought a house would do.
I broke the streak.
What a mistake!