The people at Esquire, none of whom we know nor know us, are diabolically clever, and funny, and deliciously mean-spirited.
And they do freelance work for UCLA, apparently. Or Tennessee. Or the Oakland Raiders. Or all three.
Now they get no points for originality here, as the bracket form of list-making is already a profoundly worn cliché, especially in March. And the Sexiest Woman Alive tournament is particularly hoary and bent as a concept.
Still, they're the folks at Esquire, and that's how it goes. They have 16 fashion/music types, 16 television stars, 16 movie stars, 15 sports figures ...
And Lane Kiffin as a 16 seed. Now that's funny. Really funny. So funny that it's going to stick with the soon-to-be-beleaguered coach of the USC Trojans until the day when he is (a) fired, (b) finds another job in football, or (c) is named Secretary of the Interior in the Van Susteren Administration.
More bitingly, he is named a 16 seed in the sports bracket with the analysis, "Such a pretty girl. Sure raises a ruckus."
Damn. Killed him. Killed him dead. In a wise-guy humiliating way, of course.