So this herd of wanna be football fans are sitting around one day wishing they were real football heroes. This particular group of under achievers decided that they would embark on a project that would make them all seem to be real football people. Thus was born "Fantasy Football". At least they got the name right. Now, every week countless wanna be gridiron stars sit around and pretend they've got teams and are playing games. What kind of nonsense is this? Even the sports networks get involved in this folderol. This 'game' belongs on the cartoon channels. It should not take up space and time reserved for legitimate sports. Who really cares if Joe Magee got his 'football' team right. It is a wisp of wind. It isn't there. You say you like fantasy football? Fine, take this dunce cap and go sit in the corner.
As time marches on we are getting closer to the day when college football grows up and gets a play off system. It'll break the hearts of the sports writers because they won't get to jam their opinions down our throats. What makes sports writers think they are superior to us poor inept plebes? Remember that just because you can recite the jock sizes of everybody in the NFL, doesn't make you one little bit better than the guy drinking beer and watching the games with a bag full of pork rinds.
The weather is foul. It barely creeps up to 70 and then plummets back into the abyss. Yuck. I'm too far North. Wish you were here, instead of me. Delano scores a D-.
The idiot that is president elect is bringing back all those failed liberals and installing them in his cabinet. This is going to be one hell of a mess before it's over. I just hope we can survive four years with a genuine maniac at the controls. The last time I felt this way I was crouching in a revetment at Ben Hoa waiting for the mortars to fall. Boo, Hiss!
That's enough whining for one night. Y'all have fun now, heah?
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