As many of us know by sifting through the waiver wire (and many of us not being Gronk owners), the troublesome times of being a “1-B” tight end owner have become very apparent.  For soothe!  The streaming tight end Acropolis of Justice has arrived and peered it’s shallow head.  Alas, it is Sir Eric of Ebron riding on his trusty steed of Cooter.  It’s funny I wrote that without any implications of it being sexually charged in any manner, and when I reread it out loud in front of my church choir, it elicited several “lord have mercies!” and a few “oh my’s!”  It’s Fantasy Football, fellow church pundits.  There is no sexual being in the house of Jay(Wrong), because the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by pass-catching tight ends. And you will know my name is the Lord when I strike my YAC on thee.  So I am glad that religiousness is all omnipresent up in here, because last week instead of getting Wilson’d, I should have Nae-Nae’d and said Conley… my bad.  Alex Smith is the Judas of fantasy quarterbacks, and my coin said tails to his Conley heads.  I will atone thee this week with the bye week and future tight end love through my tagging of Eric Ebron as the salvation of the usually blah-flotilla known as the fantasy TE.  Intrigued?  Of course you are, I just used 3-4 hidden quotes directly from the bible in that first paragraph.  Seek further for the divinity of knowledge within!