March Madness: Final Four Investing Bracket 2026

Dear Mr. Market:

It’s that time of year again. The nets are being cut down, the office bracket pools are being filled out, and somewhere right now a 12-seed is about to ruin someone’s perfect bracket. Welcome to March Madness…the one time of year when a school nobody has heard of can knock off a powerhouse, and when the chalk favorites don’t always survive the first weekend.

We’ve been publishing our annual March Madness Investing Bracket longer than anyone else on Wall Street, and each year it gives us the opportunity to do something most investment firms won’t: put our themes, our convictions, and our best ideas out in public, bracket them against each other, and let the logic play out. Not every pick wins. Not every #1 seed survives. That’s kind of the point.

This year’s tournament feels particularly loaded. Duke and the Boozer twins are the consensus favorite to cut down the nets…a Blue Blood program with generational talent that almost no one is betting against. Michigan, Arizona, and UConn round out the projected #1 seeds. But if March has taught us anything, it’s that favorites get humbled, Cinderella stories emerge from nowhere, and the team that survives isn’t always the one that looked the best in February.

Sound familiar?

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The Genius, The Bear, and the Broken Clock

Dear Mr. Market:

You’ve been around long enough to know that the smartest people in the room are not always the most profitable ones. Case in point: Michael Burry just published what may be the most meticulously researched bearish manifesto since… well, since his last one.

Let’s give credit where it’s due. The man called the 2008 housing collapse with surgical precision, bet his career and his investors’ capital on it, and was right while everyone, including his own clients, thought he’d lost his mind. That’s not luck. That’s genius. If you haven’t seen The Big Short, go watch it. Then come back.

But here’s the thing about genius: it doesn’t come with an expiration date stamped on the worry.

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