I was the best of times, it was the worst of times… Well, it was mostly the worst of all time. I failed at fantasy at such a horrific level that I cannot imagine doing this badly again. I just didn’t know what to do. If I had a choice between two players I chose the wrong one every single time. There were 8 weeks where my bench outscored my starters. All of this led to me looking forward to the toilet seat award and a first pick in next year’s draft. What will I do with that pick? I don’t actually know yet. It is going to require some legitimate research, which is a thing I used to do but stopped. Like my wins stopped. Such is life and fantasy football.
Some Thoughts:
- Yeah, not a lot to say about the sport tonight. I don’t really considered fantasy a sport. It is a semi-complex gambling scenario. This is all.
- Not a lot to say about a whole lot. I’m drained and not much for the words. It has been a long semester loaded with complaints and students aching to get over. I’m tired of it. Glad to be done with classes (save for finals)…