The Razzball Podcast is back, with the final preview show a full-on smorgasbord of last-minute, up-to-date news and the explanation as to why losing NFL franchises' fan bases are more obese. It must be because of all the [Vladamir] poutines! Then JayWrong decides to start the news with
Tim Tebow and Nick bashes the CFL! Talk about a crazy pod. Don't forget we have some spots left in a few more
RCL Leagues rounding out our biggest RCL Football season yet. In the regular season (so starting next show!) I'll be giving the weekly top scoring team a shout out (top scoring through Sunday's games since we record Mondays) on air before breaking down the week's RCL action on Tuesday afternoons. Only T-minus (AKA Sky's average Yahoo draft grade) one day until Thursday Night Football kickoff!
You know how sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night and feel completely disoriented? You think, “Where am I? Was that all a dream? I never even had a subscription to Word Up magazine!” Then you roll over and go back to sleep. Well that’s how I felt after the Writers League draft, except instead of going back to sleep, I have a roster to maintain all season.
The back story is that I was in Savannah for a different draft that happened to coincide with the Writer’s league draft. I protested the draft time, but Sky and the others were all like, “Deal with it. There are no IDPs anyway, you don’t stand a chance.” While the IDP thing may be true, I am an equal-opportunity fantasy owner, so I was confident about my chances to make a statement in the Writers League this year. Confident, until I had a little too much fun that day in Savannah. The end of my other draft was blurry to say the least, and when I finally logged into the Writers draft, it was the middle of the 5th round. Luckily I had set my own rankings, knowing an autodraft was likely. Here are the results:
“The computer, an extension of the human intellect. The ENCOM511, centre of the most calculating intelligence on earth, programmed by Master Control to survive by all means. Soon, the ultimate tool will become the ultimate enemy.” I didn’t start my summary with a quote from the 1982 sci-fi blockbuster Tron as an analogy depicting me as a master drafter, using my highbrow and intuition to become the bane of the writer’s league, but as an intro to my first overall selection – Megatron! Please, blog, may I have some more?
So here's my final go in another Expert League. Scott Pianowski must really like
my money the way I play this game as it's the second league I'll be in with hm. I covered the first one
here. I drafted before the Baseball All-Star break then. For the most part, this league is similar in set up except that it's a 12 teamer rather than a 14. I do also think there are some similar owners but, hey, that would require me to pay attention to other owners. Neverthewho, here's results for my last draft for 2013 Fantasy Football...
Hey, guess who the only person was that received a lower draft grade (D) than myself (D+)? (And if you know me on the baseball side, I’m all about the +’s.) If you guessed Sky, well then… you sir have the remarkable ability to grasp the notion of duh. Please, blog, may I have some more?
Woooooo! The Razzball Writer's League. I'm excited, but I'd be even more excited if Tehol's team butt fumbles his way to a 3-11 record. I mean
who starts their gloating in the 2012 recap with a Lady Gaga quote?
Well through the deal of the dice, or shake of the cards, or something like that, I randomized my way into a first pick (
see Draft Results here) and didn't pull anything crazy and grabbed
AP. Sorry
Sky's rankings! Although I do like
Doug Martin 2. But after that, it was a tough draft being the swing-around and pounding two beers between picks. Just like Sky said in his
Writer's League Recap, this is probably my least favorite team I've fielded (12-team PPR, same format as RCL Leagues - speaking of
start an RCL League today!):
Some things gotta hurt more then others. Like when you’re at the club and all the girls keep passing you up left and right at the bar and then finally, when all the hot guys are gone and you’re left there competing against the doofy looking guy with the Bill Gates haircut and glasses who’s wearing a sweater vest and you say to yourself ‘man, the next girl’s just gotta go my way’. Please, blog, may I have some more?