We’ve all seen the tweets in our timelines.
I don’t care who wins. I just need the points for my fantasy team…
For all that Twitter can be for people (ugh, a marketing tool), it’s greatest asset is as the World’s Largest Sports Bar. Tweeting commentary during a live sporting event or conversing with others after a sports story breaks, it’s a place to shoot the breeze, vent your (sports) frustrations, question coaches or officials, or just let out a loud WOWWWWWWWWWW! (The more W’s the better in your Twitter-WOW). Twitter is the place for that.
And, it’s also the place to discuss your fantasy football team.
I understood that. It wasn’t my thing, but, heck, there’s a lot of things that people tweet on Twitter that aren’t my thing. They drive me crazy, but how you use it is up to you. So, I understood the whole tweet about my fantasy football thing.
And, I also understood those who got tired of the tweets.
Let’s be real here. Nobody cares about your fantasy football team except you. Not your Twitter followers . Not the media. And, most certainly not the players. Those in your league only care about your team so long as they can beat you. During a game? It’s just you.
There was a time when someone would say (tweet) the words “fantasy football” and as I am wont to do (thinking in song), I’d immediately think this:
BUT…peer-pressure does have its way of changing things. Especially through Twitter. (Not really)
Twitter-friend Sheri Grossman would not give up on getting me to join in. She runs a fantasy league during the NFL season and plays fantasy league baseball too. I said no last year, but this year…aww, heck, why not?!? Truth be told, I did try to get out of it. Sheri was unable to find another sucker…err, I mean, player. So, I caved and said yes, I’ll join the DARK SIDE of fantasy football.
I secretly hoped that Sheri would find someone else at the last minute. But, at 5pm PT I found myself sitting in front of my computer, waiting. While waiting, I had to come up with a team name. OH THE PRESSURE! Your fantasy team name is EVERYTHING. You’re judged by your team name! What could I possibly come up with?
Pressure. Tick-tock. Thinking, thinking. Processing, processing.
It needed to be football-related.
No, no. No player names. Too many go down that road.
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
I came up with…
drum roll please……………………
Tweet Up The Middle
Yeah, don’t ask.
Back to the draft. Waiting to draft someone. Who that would be I knew not. I bugged my fantasy football-playing son for help. He did, ever so briefly. Then I was left to my own devices.
That’s…not a good thing. The result:
- Drew Brees
- Ben Roethlisberger
- Larry Fitzgerald
- Julian Edelman
- Riley Cooper
- Marvin Jones
- Jerricho Cotchery
- Vernon Davis
- Travis Kelce
- Bishop Sankey
- Frank Gore
- Terrance West
- DeAngelo Williams
- James White
- Mason Crosby
- St Louis Rams
- Buffalo Bills
Those of you who have played before, what do you think? I was thinking I did okay, until this email came from Yahoo! Sports
A “C stinking minus”???? Are you kidding me? C is average. C- is not-quite-good-enough-to-be-called-average-and-not-quite-bad-enough-to-be-called-passing-so-we-add-a-minus-sign.
A C- means my scrambling ability out of the pocket stinks! That’s what C- means.
Oh well. I know that I will be firmly entrenched at the bottom of the league. That’s okay. I’ll be lucky to remember to check my roster for next week’s games. (I already set my roster for this week, so we’re good.) I’ll do this thing once. To say I did it. I can’t say that I’ll turn into one of those fantasy-football-tweeters though. Who needs to tweet their fantasy football team when you can blog about it? Besides, most weekends for me are spent watching college football not NFL.
I’ll check standings. Make sure my guys are playing and wave to everyone above me.
The saying goes, On Any Given Sunday, right?
Life is just a fantasy…