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2008 Prognostication Quiz: Post 12 of 12

The Dow did not miraculously rally to get back over 12,000, meaning that the answer to question 12 is A. Katie was the only one to predict the market's precipitous decline, and yet failed to short any stocks. She gets to claim to be wiser than the rest of the quiz entrants, but she is not any richer because of it.

CONGRATULATIONS to Matthew B. for his stunning performance in the 2008 quiz. He wins a deluxe gift bag for his efforts as well as a discounted entry into the (admittedly free) 2009 Prognostication Quiz. (Just 5 more days left to enter! Get those answers in now! We have already matched last year's participation level of 27 entrants. Be the felicitous 28th!)

Special kudos go to the top four finishers, who all had a final score of five: Matthew B., Sandy, Pete, and Eric. It came down to the tiebreaker to crown Matthew B. as our victor.

Thanks to all the entrants. It has been a lot of fun for me, even though I ended up dead last. (How embarrassing!) Here are the final standings:

RankName010203040506070809101112DowScore
ANS.BFDDCABBFBCA8776
1Matthew B.fbDDaABdaaCc132505
2SandyBbeDeABcafCd137285
3PetefafbCdBBeBCd139315
4EricBdbaCdBBeBde142575
5MeganebDxfAcBeeCb123004
6GrantBbDaCbacFadb124724
7JodenefabbffBcFBCe142844
8EkremBaDbeAdBaaed00024
9Matthew D.BdbbCAccbadc133003
10JeremiahebfbaAcdaBCc134813
11LauracbfbfAccaBCc134993
12TinaebfbeAcBbBdd139903
13RyanBbfaefdcFBee140733
14RobfafDffdBeBdf149013
15ChrisfaDcbABdaade3
15HeatherBbbbCbBeaaab3
15Beth Z.fbbbeAdBcaCb3
15LizaFbbCedcaaCd3
19KatieebbbdAcdaaaA119992
20JorgefcfbCbacaeCc132952
21JonabbDbAaaagdd137202
22OraldoedDadAdaeadf175002
23MelissafFffffffFfff10^8+12
24JefffaDbebBcbade2
24Beth W.ebcbCbBfafbb2
24RachelcbfaaAacbdCc2
27MichaelfbbbaAddaaed139871

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