It’s Fantasy Football season. Count me in! I did this a bunch of times back at the old place. Now there’s a new group with whom I can embarrass myself!
Make no mistake about it. I will embarrass myself.
To understand Fantasy Football you’ve got to forget football is a team sport. Each player is split out as an individual and his stats establish your score.
“It’s sports betting,” says Helaine.
How can she say that about my team, The Incontinent Poodles?
Actually she’s got a point. You don’t care if the team on the field wins or loses as long as your players (often playing against each other in real life) do well. That subtracts from the purity of the game… though maybe it’s a little late to worry about purity in sports.
I’ve already downloaded a “draft kit” to help me better understand my options. It’s 79 pages long. This is serious stuff. I guess what I’m saying is, beyond a few superstars I don’t know too much!
My work league’s draft is being held Sunday in Windsor. I’ll probably just line up my choices beforehand and let the computer act as my surrogate. Windsor’s a long drive on Sunday morning.
I look forward to this every year. It’s likely everyone else in the league will know more than me. No one will have a better time.