I hate fantasy football
I actually love fantasy football, but I hate the jerks at Yahoo who give “professional advice”. This week they told me that Adrian Peterson would have a terrible game and practically said I should bench him. So, I benched him. Then he had a record-setting day of five touchdowns and almost fifty points. They told me my kicker would suck, but some other one would have a great day, so I dropped my kicker and picked up the new guy. The kicker I dropped had eleven points, and the one I picked up on Yahoo’s advice had five. Luckily, Ben Rothlisberger was having a great night and had four touchdowns, and then he was suddenly injured in the third quarter and left the game. I lost my matchup by .84 points. Less than one. 116.66 to 117.50.
I don’t know what qualifies someone to be a fantasy football expert, but from now on I’m only listening to my own inner voice’s advice. I’m in danger of not even making my league’s playoffs if I don’t shape up. And what am I going to do if Ben Rothlisberger is gone for a long time? I don’t even have a backup to replace him. I know that’s Yahoo’s fault, too, I just haven’t figured out how to tie them to it.
Uh-huh. Mom gaved me a bran new tinsel ball an I started to drop it in the fountain, but I acided not to an dropped it on cardboard an played wif it instead. Efun tho I like droppin toys in the fountain.
An don’t tell Bonnie I said so, but she eated the Catfish cat food fur THREE days straight now! As cats, we’ll reject it as soon as Mom buys more. Purrs!!!
Posted by Victor Tabbycat on 11/06 at 12:50 PM
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