Stop trying to make wins happen.
What is this again, Kevin?
I’ve been playing fantasy football since I found a Miller Lite pamphlet (pre-Internet!) describing what it was. It can get quite involved. I’d have newspapers strewn all over to see what players scored. I’d drive around (!) and drop off packets of information with the results from the previous week of NFL games. I had a separate league for my little brothers and their friend. I had live drafts at Rock N’ Bowl. At one draft my parents were in the same room AND spoke to each other, “Can I have a cigarette?” “Sure.”
This isn’t really fantasy football though.
"Well, he's very popular... The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wasteoids, dweebies, dickheads — they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude."
Don’t make me protract this analogy any further, just play.
Actually, I don’t want to threaten you with that, because I’m going to protract the hell out of that analogy.
Besides, I bet you’re the type of person to point out that this is a Mean Girls themed football pool and there are no analogies involved at all. You might even accuse me of being a Dennis Allen (metaphor). VIDEO LINK
Fine. I bet you’re the type of person that points out that Alanis Morisette’s song “Isn’t it Ironic” isn’t ironic
Just play. Don’t make me protract this analogy any further.
“next year, Hamilton.
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I haven't had this much fun since I printed up Shuffleboard rules for the Kingpin in the style of Fight Club.
That definitely says ‘Losers Table, not ‘Loser Stable”, but holy Seabiscuit, that’s a good theme for next year. It’s either that or Hamilton. ““.