Opening day is less than one week away and more snow fell today. These two things are not supposed to go together. Snow is bullshit, complete and total bullshit. Anyone that appreciates snow needs their head examined. But I digress, this is a great time of year.
Fantasy baseball is not for the faint of heart, it is a grind. 162 games in 180 days. There is no rest for the wicked. Daily lineups, 15 and 60 day trips to the DL, innings caps, transaction limits, waiver priority, even trades, uneven trades, stupid managers, arrogant managers, po-dunk managers, and me, I Lust It!
Any jerk-off with an internet connection and cable can play fantasy football. It's nothing more than a coin flip each week, especially in leagues with 12 teams and less. Baseball, much like the real thing, requires a clear strategy and a passion to take chances. Do I sit on Eric Hosmer and his shitty bat for another couple weeks? Or do I tell him to eat shit on the waiver wire while I add Chris Davis and his 12 bombs in the last 28 days? It really is beautiful.
Baseball leagues also show you if your competitors could pass a fifth grade math test. A really simple example for you... In a standard rotisserie league the innings limit for the season is 1,250. With 6 starters and 4 relievers on your roster you are going to reach that limit. In addition, total strikeouts for the season are a scoring category. Knowing these two pieces of information you would have to be a complete shithead to not use strikeouts per nine innings when ranking your pitchers. When you exhaust your total innings for the season, if your total strikeouts are not between 1,200 - 1,300 you are dumber than a 5th grader.
This week includes 2 online drafts from Sunday, an additional online draft Thursday night, and the annual Milton Money League on Saturday. I am the only three time champion, and I can't wait to bring the title home again in 2013. Our league has been going strong since 2001 and there really is no better puddin. Some guys have left, only to be replaced with equally competitive people. It is my favorite day of the year.
However, even I know nobody wants to read about some asshole and his fantasy team, it is the same as listening to your "life-challenged" co-worker explain their NCAA Bracket in detail. While you are sitting in your shitty house Saturday, waiting in anticipation for your fat-ass Easter basket, think of me enjoying my favorite day of the year!
"Dee-Lish" -Brian Shrawder
Any jerk-off with an internet connection and cable can play fantasy football. It's nothing more than a coin flip each week, especially in leagues with 12 teams and less. Baseball, much like the real thing, requires a clear strategy and a passion to take chances. Do I sit on Eric Hosmer and his shitty bat for another couple weeks? Or do I tell him to eat shit on the waiver wire while I add Chris Davis and his 12 bombs in the last 28 days? It really is beautiful.
Baseball leagues also show you if your competitors could pass a fifth grade math test. A really simple example for you... In a standard rotisserie league the innings limit for the season is 1,250. With 6 starters and 4 relievers on your roster you are going to reach that limit. In addition, total strikeouts for the season are a scoring category. Knowing these two pieces of information you would have to be a complete shithead to not use strikeouts per nine innings when ranking your pitchers. When you exhaust your total innings for the season, if your total strikeouts are not between 1,200 - 1,300 you are dumber than a 5th grader.
This week includes 2 online drafts from Sunday, an additional online draft Thursday night, and the annual Milton Money League on Saturday. I am the only three time champion, and I can't wait to bring the title home again in 2013. Our league has been going strong since 2001 and there really is no better puddin. Some guys have left, only to be replaced with equally competitive people. It is my favorite day of the year.
However, even I know nobody wants to read about some asshole and his fantasy team, it is the same as listening to your "life-challenged" co-worker explain their NCAA Bracket in detail. While you are sitting in your shitty house Saturday, waiting in anticipation for your fat-ass Easter basket, think of me enjoying my favorite day of the year!
"Dee-Lish" -Brian Shrawder
despite my phd, i would be dumber than a 5th grader at fantasy baseball
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