Sports fodder for a Friday morning . . . The NCAA men’s basketball tournament is always one of the most peculiar sports events of the year. Millions of people start paying attention to games they wouldn’t have watched in January even if they were played in their own backyard. We mindlessly fill out our tournament brackets every March as if we know what we’re doing. Think four fat guys sitting at a bar arguing who should be Miss America. The whole experience is sort of like buying three dozen lottery tickets and hoping one pays off. And two weeks after …