To some, the prospect of spring means rebirth. Reinvention. A molting, if you will, into a beautiful new creature, ripe with possibility, sure as a wrinkly worm emerges from its chrysalis state to become a majestic winged creature. Or, perhaps, like the tap-tap-tap of a baby bird, cracking open its shell to feel the sun's hearth for the first time.
But to Hell Gate, spring means one thing, and one thing only: It's time for the ceremonious presentation of our most controversial (but probably correct!) opinions, which "nature" can pry from our cold, dead hands. Welcome to Hell Gate's March Madness of NYC Hot Takes, where we all battle it out to prove which of our takes are the most scorching of all, using the most definitive methodology of all: the 64-seed bracket, a document as binding as the U.S. Constitution.