Happy Sunday, Razzball Nation! If you’re like me, waking up for Sunday during football season is a morning filled with hope, dreams, optimism. Then you go nuts in your head thinking, “what if the Panthers actually do win?” Then they just shellac the Giants, and I felt like I was in a Twilight Zone. Maybe because I am a fantasy nerd (all people who put “expert” after fantasy in the terminology are kidding themselves – NERDS!!!), I sometimes dream about sports – and typically about vastly skewed numbers. What, T.Y. Hilton got 223 Yards and 4 TDs?! Something like that. So while my Panthers put up a scoreline that I literally couldn’t even subconsciously comprehend, I had a fantasy team in my dynasty league put up the lowest score I’ve ever had in 10+ years. It was like being a few levels deep in Inception. I may never make it out alive! Save me, Leo! Save me!
Here’s to a week where things balance back out to normal, Roddy White getting over a bum ankle, Ray Rice being able to gut it out, and everything else fantasy owners need to right their sinking ships.
Please, blog, may I have some more?