Welcome back my lovelies! It seems the Fantasy Gods continue to smile on yours truly, as I pulled out a 5-1 record this week again. Yes, winning feels good, especially when you basically have a team held together with duct tape and the leaflets from the floor of a porno theater. But alas, for many of you, my “Black Widow” curse feasted upon quite a bit of your RB1s, WR1s, and everything in between this week. Hey, I warned you, my lust for man souls has become insatiable. Sure, I also lost Hillman, Thomas, and Sanders in the process, but it seems this has allowed some rookie fresh meat to step into those shoes. Mmmm, there’s nothing like a fresh, young rookie-meat to get my blood flowing, even if it costs me and I have to scramble to fill that slot. So, as the title to this week’s article suggests, and as you may already know, I am a glutton for punishment. And yes, some punishments can be oh so enjoyable. So, gather up those hooptie lineups, grab some lotion and a box of tissues (ladies, stock up on batteries for your B.O.B.) and follow me down the path of depravity to this week’s Hit it or Quit it.
Please, blog, may I have some more?