Period Rank Overall High Low Percentile
Week 2 69.50% 1 out of 20 69.50% 47.80% Top 5%
Week 1 62.7% 8 out of 20 72.6% 42.7% Top 40%
2015 66.1% 2 out of 19 66.7% 50.3% Top 5%
2014 57.0% 3 out of 20 58.4% 48.1% Top 15%

Recycling nicknames can be a tricky endeavor. No matter how great the modern player is, people will always complain that a certain nickname is untouchable. Regardless of what 40-year old Giants fans say, LaDainian Tomlinson will always be known by LT to the majority of fans, and regardless of what die hard Wu-Tang fans say, Odell Beckham will probably go down as ODB. I bring this up because while watching Monday Night Football this week, I couldn’t help but call Colts rookie Henry Anderson by the nickname that will always belong to the immortal Henry Aaron. Now I’m not saying it’s going to stick, but given that it’s both cross-sports and cross-racial, I’m hoping that Hammerin’ Hank catches on with at least the Razzball IDP crowd, because this kid looks like he’s for real. In his first two games as an interior DL, Anderson has put up 14 tackles and a sack. The Colts aren’t exactly known for cranking out IDP options at DL, and Anderson was ranked highly by Pro Football Focus heading into the draft, so there is reason to be excited here. If Anderson is still available this week, I’d make a move on him as a DL3 with upside. Here are some other names to take a look it (for better or for worse) heading into Week 3:

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Period Rank Overall High Low Percentile
Week 2 53.4% 85 out of 135 65.2% 46.2% Top 65%
Week 1 56.8% 54 out of 137 62.8% 46.3% Top 40%
2015 55.1% 70 out of 133 60.8% 47.8% Top 55%
2014 58.1% 31 out of 125 60.7% 50.6% Top 25%

Obviously, we’re not doing as well as we were last season around the same time period. The real question is, why am I using the royal “we”? On both counts, you can color me confused. Because I’m a book. It’s a coloring book joke people. Anyhow, to the point… I want to state that, personally, these first two weeks of accuracy results have me befuddled. Befuddled I tell ya! And I say this as a ranker who, unlike last year, has not ranked Ryan Mathews anywhere near the top-5… so I have that going for me. I realize that the entire process can sometimes be, well, to put it bluntly, a mystery. It’s true that this year I’ve taken certain liberties, some would call it “risks”, in terms of rankings. Last season, we finished in the top-25 percentile among all of our peers, and we were probably one of the most consistent week-to-week rankers out there. But consistency doesn’t necessarily get you to the top. And what can I say? I wanted a chance to hit those high notes. Terrible music metaphors aside, after implementing a process that I thought to be more beneficial to the readers (and the site itself), I’ll now be dialing back my strategy a bit. Don’t get me wrong, two weeks is a small sample size, but as I said earlier, you are coming here for the jokes AND a little bit of help. All of us in this business of Fantasy Football advice are here to help, and we feel sh*tty when we’re aren’t helping. And if we don’t feel sh*tty, it’s time to get out of the business all together. I don’t pretend to be a savant at this stuff, but I work hard on this craft because this community deserves it. Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life. You guys made that happen…

This week’s rankings, I’ll be returning to the process I used last year, which I can essentially describe with this phrase: better to be safe than sorry. You’ll notice there will be less “gut” calls, floor guys will be ranked higher, and riskier match-ups will be frowned upon. And let’s see how our accuracy responds this time next week. At the very least, I want to be as open as I can, which is why I always share my results at the forefront and consider myself accountable when my own results don’t match my expectations. So I’m basically my own mother, I guess. All things considered though, I’d rather be with your mother…

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You almost had me? You never had me – you never had your car… Granny shiftin’ not double clutchin’ like you should. You’re lucky that hundred shot of NOS didn’t blow the welds on the intake! You almost had me? Back in 1999, I bought a 1997 Mitsubishi Eclipse GSX. I had wanted one of these cars for a while because I knew they had potential to be very fast with just a few minor modifications. I didn’t know much about cars back then, but I was determined to learn. Over the course of the next two or three years, I gradually upgraded my DSM. During that time, I made a handful of great friends that helped me with the bigger projects that were beyond my scope of skills. I was able to up-install an Injen intake, upper intercooler pipe, turbo timer, boost controller, and even an A’PEXi Super AFC. But when it came to swapping out the stock T25 turbo with a 16G, or the wimpy side mounted intercooler with a GReddy front mounted intercooler, I had to rely on the expertise of GSXtreme (aka JM Fabrications). He had a GSX too. I was a pretty red color and it was fast. Real fast. There was something extremely rewarding (and fun) about putting time and effort into my car and then taking it to the quarter-mile track to evaluate the upgrades. Eventually I was able to drive that 2.0-liter DOHC 4-cylinder engine, 4-speed automatic transmission, all wheel drive car to a sub 13-second quarter mile (12.95). But the most satisfying reward was the ability to embarrass Mustangs on a routine basis. I lived in the Trenton, NJ area at the time, and on Sunday nights everyone would meet in the Best Buy parking lot on Route 1, just north of Philly. We’d admire each others’ rides, bullsh*t for a while, and then head to the side streets and race. It was fast and the furious before The Fast and The Furious was fast or furious. Fast forward fifteen years and I still have that car. With just 80,000 miles, it sits in my garage and is never driven, but I still have it. I should probably sell it, and would if I got a fair offer, but I am just not motivated to let it go.

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To the dismay of everyone reading, this I will not be talking about weird things or books about how everyone poops.  Protip: Everyone does though.  This week’s spotlight will be on the guy who I think isn’t getting the love because he is overshadowed on his own team by a return-league and PPR darling… this guy is Rishard Matthews.  He isn’t the primary receiving option on the Dolphins, that label is for Jarvis Landry, but Rishard don’t care.  He does what he wants, spells it anyway he damn well chooses, and goes about being a target monster for an offense that is finding it harder by foot and better by air.  Call Paul Revere, the Dolphins are one if by air and two if by air.   So find your favorite seat for three to four minutes, drop a comment to yell at me for absolutely sucking the last two weeks, and listen to what I am going to spit at you about the secondary receiving option in the land where swimming mammals reside.

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Week 2 is in the books. After a week filled with injuries (don’t matter in DFS), dramatic finishes, and 108-yard kickoff return touchdowns, it is time to review last week. Both Johnny Manziel and Jameis Winston both got their first ever victory. And I told Shannon that she doesn’t understand how good of a partner I am, and yes, I am taking the dogs and the truck, and I will go to New York, for broadway, where I shall become a star. We all won last week. And hey, the Patriots won. Oh, and the Badgers manhandled Troy. But you already knew that…

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Greetings! I’ve just now pulled myself out of the filthy pit of wretchedness that losses from MY Seattle Seahawks and MY Buffalo Bills placed me in. Well, them and the mass quantities of drugs and alcohol partnered with 12,000 calories of ribs, cupcakes, and peach cobbler I made for myself and all my guests on Sunday. Say one thing for Tehol Beddict, he’s a binger. Anyways, speaking of wretched pits of despair, I’m curious to know how Philadelphia Eagles fans are feeling at this moment in time. Prized free agent running back DeMarco Murray has been useless thanks to an offensive line being treated like Donald Trump, if he were to show his face at a “Mexican Lives Matter” rally. Sam Bradford resembles a teenage girl in shoulder pads and I feel like it’s just a matter of time before he goes down like a Kardashian at a Grammy’s after-party. And big-money free agent Byron Maxwell has been toasted so many times thus far, I believe he’d need to hold the opposition catchless for the remainder of the season in order to receive a positive grade from all the professional scouts out there. Chip Kelly is still looking for “his precious”, a quarterback that can flourish in his system (preferably an agile one), and it doesn’t seem like he’s going to discover it anytime soon being that they’re going up against Darrelle Revis and that vastly improved Jets secondary in Week 3. Maybe some wizard-protected Hobbit is boguarding the secret treasure that Kelly has seemingly lost in 2015, but unless he’s able to see invisible beings, he just may be out of luck. Maybe a couple extra kale smoothies will fix everything, but this has the look of a total dumpster fire. FIRE EVERYONE!

I am Tehol Beddict and this is Disgrace/Delight! Take heed!

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We’re only two weeks into the season Razzscallions and the QB-pocalypse is upon us. Much to the dismay of many a fantasy player, several top 12-ish quarterback options came down with somewhat significant injuries. Throwing a major road block into the grandiose plans of those with early leads coming out of the one o’clock games. Seriously marinate on that for a sec. How many managers rolling out one o’clock heroes like Antonio Brown, Jamal Charles, Dion Lewis, Gronk, and Julian Edelman were counting victories going into the four o’clock game with Tony Romo at QB? Literally tons! At work today, 2-3 of my coworkers came into “The Lifshitz’s” office looking for guidance on replacing Romo. That’s right, yours truly is an actual functioning member of society when I’m not filling the pages of three Razzball sites. (Speaking of which, go check out some real Fútbol over on RazzSoccer). Two of the three coworkers were in your standard 12-team PPR leagues, so there were plenty of viable options available (Tygod all day sun!), but the third coworker was in a slightly more difficult predicament… Co-worker number three, we’ll call him, is in a 14-team 2-QB league, and owns Romo WITH Brees. (YIKES!) He obviously came into the season with a major advantage, but here’s the problem, he has Jameis Winston as his third stringer and even Johnny Manizel is already owned. Shizzzzz, I’m freaking out just reading this. So what does this chap need to do? Who the hell can he pickup? Well Co-Worker number three, this one’s for you. Here are your Wavier Wire adds for Week 3 in Fantasy Football…

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If you didn’t see Cam Newton flip over a defender, get hit in the back while in the air, then stick the landing… kind of… for a touchdown in Jay’s Sunday recap, then you are probably a commie. Since we live in the Land of the Free! and the Home of the Brave!, where access to the internet is… free? Okay, screw the capitalists! Viva la revolution! I’ll shut up and just show it again for all those who missed it…

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This game, in a nutshell.

This game, in a nutshell.

In what was another snore fest that Monday Night Football can sometimes (almost all the time) be known for (at least as much as Thursday Night Football games can be), let me tell you, this one met that mark. And then surpassed it by innumerable. The first three quarters (and the last five minutes of regulation in the fourth quarter) lived up to the hype that I’m sure could have only been matched by a local mattress store Labor day commercial: a slow, cheesy, and clunky experience, which seems wholly natural as that basically describes Indianapolis, where science has taught us that rolling is the most popular form of transportation. In fact, for the first three quarters, I’m not sure sure either team’s offense understood what the game of football is or what it does. In this battle of attrition (for the viewers too), the Jets gained the upper hand, convincing me enough that both teams had probably switched uniforms before game time and decided to see who could perform the poorest. Suffice it to say, the Colts won that face off. Or do the Jets technically win there? I have no idea, all I know is that we lost. But, as I did mention earlier, the entire game wasn’t completely devoid of events resembling football. Some offense did occur in spurts, though it was mainly concentrated at the beginning of the fourth quarter. Alas, it was too late by then, there was little this game could accomplish to offset the damage done to everyone. The previous four interceptions and three fumbles (six of the turnovers were happily donated by the Colts), and struggling to figure out who the ef Quincy Enunwa was ended up being the line for me. Monday Night Football folks… Oh, hey, the Jaguars are now in first place, something that hasn’t occurred since the lovely year of 1462. So that happened…

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Breaking News: There is a report coming out that states Drew Brees has a torn rotator cuff and will miss the rest of the season. (There are now other reports being released that he’ll be out for “several” weeks or miss no time at all…) As of this writing, nothing has been confirmed yet, but if the original report is true, then the entire Saints offense takes a huge hit, especially Brandin Cooks and Brandon Coleman. It would have affected Marques Colston, but he’s been dead for two years. More importantly though, this news will give us a Sunday Night Football Week 4 match-up between Brandon Weeden and Luke McCown. Oh boy.

Tonight on Monday Night Football, Todd Bowles has the chance to start the season with a 2-0 record. What other Jets coaches have started 2-0, pray tell? Well, Weeb Ewbank didn’t do that back in 1963, but I believe an Ewok in Return of the Jedi was named after him. In the great (lol) history of the New York Jets, you have to go just a mere few decades back when in 1994 (gasp) Pete Carroll accomplished that feat. He then went 6-10 and got fired. Al Groh went 4-0 in 2000 (after Bill Belichick abruptly resigned), finishing the season 9-7, missing the playoffs. And then, of course, Rex Ryan started 3-0 in 2009 where they lost the AFC Conference Championship to the Colts. I think it was because Mark Sanchez was overweight at the time. After all, the defense just got too tired carrying him all season. Fast forward to present time (I know it’s hard for Andrew Luck to adjust from the paleolithic period) and we might have a Jets team that is capable of not being the Jests, if you know what I mean. Going against a Colts team that many favored to walk into the playoffs (mostly because Luck’s back has a caveman’s width to carry such things) and beating them would confirm that these are not, in fact, your run-of-the-mill-sh*t-the-bed Jets that we’ve come to love and pity. Or at least it would confirm that they are waiting until midseason to spiral into the abyss. So until then!

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Well folks, I promised NFC East derp yesterday afternoon, but the derp levels that were given are almost too much to bear, even a day later. So much derp in fact, that I’ll get to tell my grandchildren about how I was there for the (second, or maybe third, could be technically the fourth I guess) epoch of Brandon Weeden. In what was a 6-3 football game essentially (without a special teams touchdown) in the first 40 minutes of regulation, it wasn’t quite football, but wasn’t quite baseball either. What it was exactly, I can’t quite describe. If I had to give some sort of concrete answer, I would probably call it a nuclear weapons test. I will say this, as was alluded to earlier with one Brandon Weeden, the epoch began immediately after Tony Romo suffered a fractured clavicle bone (on the play shown above). Along with the news that Dez Bryant’s timetable for a return is murky now at best, this game still probably ended up more demoralizing for the Eagles. True, even with an existential outlook, you could say that the Cowboys lost the first two games they actually won (SO EFFING DEEP), but the Eagles look almost too innovative to be playing football at this point. If Romo (and by extension, Bryant) are out for an extended period of time (likely), and you combine that with the Giants doing very Giants like things, the Eagles have basically ceded the division to Washington. HAHAHAH. But don’t worry, Chip Kelly is still a genius. Totally.

Here’s what else I saw in Week 2 (with bonus Week 2 knee-jerk reactions to the knee-jerk reactions I had in Week 1. WOOOO!)…

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In what is probably one of the most anticipated match-ups involving teams that made the playoffs last season, the Seahawks travel to the legendary (ALLEGEDLY) Lambeau Field, made famous in history because of an old white dude who waxed poetic war metaphors into sweet Twitter like statements about football and wore a Fedora dominated a league that had a total of like three teams. But, to be fair, at least the Packers have a long and, well, we’ll call it robust, they have a robust football history. The Seahawks have had a Super Bowl stolen from them, a terrifically easy and boring Super Bowl win over the Broncos, and then the tainting of that win with a redzone disaster against the Patriots in last year’s Super Bowl. Matt Hasselbeck is mixed in a bunch in there too. All in about 15 minutes time, contextually speaking. Thus enters our game for Sunday Night Football, a newly-storied franchise, trying desperately to defend the right’s of rich hipsters everywhere (they just want an unlimited selection of microbrew and kale chips maaaaaaaan), going against an old school franchise that’s owned by the cheese-riddled blue collar people of the Midwest (all three of them), led by a coach, in Mike McCarthy, that will stop at nothing to make Aaron Rodgers as irrelevant as he can while kicking as many field goals as he can. Should be fun guys!

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