So, I started playing Madden again. See, told you I was bored.
This time I took over the Redskins, simmed a decade into the future, sold off all the talent, fired the coaches, and moved the squad to London under a non-racist nom de guerre. We are the London Monarchs and made it to the playoffs in our first season under that name with a handful of rookies starting, including the QB and a very fast WR. In other words, it feels like I just drafted using the latest 2020 draft class. I didn’t, of course. I went straight auto-generate, but I wheeled and dealed my way to some solid picks.
No, I didn’t cheat.
What I did learn was that in the sim the existing players on the team do not improve, so I was able to turn what appeared to be a 68 team into a 79 through one major free agent upgrade (G. Kittle) and a bunch of improved players. We ended the season 12-3-1 after losing twice to the N.Y. Giants. Apparently they are destined for dopeness (and a new QB, btw).
This weekend I will run the playoffs and do my draft for season 2 between games of NBA 2K. This is all between moments of intensely hard work for a job I am quickly beginning to hate.
In the non-digital sportsworld… ain’t nothing happening. I’ve only now begun to wonder how we plan to do year 2 of our league when we have no idea when this thing will be behind us or how the olympics will impact everything else. Thus is the world of the Waiver Wednesday.
Some Thoughts:
- Before I remembered what day it is (thank you, Date Night!) I was going to title this thing On Creatives and Cogs and talk about how the two different types have a hard time coexisting. I know this because I am a creative. No matter where I go I wind up working for those who practice heavily in corp speak. The shadowrun material here is golden.