I don't have a lot of time, but it wouldn't be fair to at least acknowledge last night's game, though it brings me great pain and suffering.

Amid the grief and the tears that was the Bruin locker room, I started thinking about how terribly unfair second place can be. Why is it that second's so much more agonzing than third? You thing Glen Big Baby Davis was this distraught after LSU's loss Saturday?

Sure, you've come that much closer to first...but in this case you're still dominant over 62 other college basketball teams! Not to mention every other team that didn't make the tourney cut! Shouldn't all the programs that got knocked out in the first round feel five times as bad? Why are we hardwired to react so negatively?

Because it's not like I'm trying to tell the UCLA Basketball program how it should feel - I'm right there with them to a certain extent, even if I don't have a towel draped over my tear-soaked face like senior center Ryan Hollins. Watching Joakim Noah pummel the Bruin's famed defense last night, I found myself wishing they never advanced Saturday night to the final game.

Think about it - these kids are devastated, going into next season with a tremendous sense of regret, loss and incompletion - all cause they came in second instead of third/fourth! Had their run ended at the Final Four - everyone would've said, "These kids are on their way, look out for 'em next season!" But it's as if they stayed in too long with their hand, and got taken for more cash than they could handle.

I gotta run to work - despite last night's disappointment nobody expected these kids to go as far as they did. That's something everyone needs to remember. Glass half-full, people. This year's tourney was outstanding. And no, that the Gators broke both Georgetown and UCLA is not lost on me.

I did not start this fight, but Florida is my enemy...and it must be destroyed.