Fantasy football is ruining my life. Well maybe not my life but every Sunday is certainly worse than the ones before. The farther we get along in the season the more important the games are because of the playoff implications. I find myself with the hopefulness of a young child Christmas morning as I wait for the presents of the day to come upon me. As I believe my teams are setup for success with the best possible lineups to bring me some bragging rights. The time goes by as I watch players from all of my teams do their best to stress me out in each match up. No presents for me, just regret for leaving 80+ points on my bench and sadness wishing I could go back to the old days of stress free football. Days that I could just watch Eli’s goofy ass attempting to run away from an entire unblocked defense without me also getting mad at my fantasy team seems nice. The real problem for me this year is that I have three teams. This means almost every weekend I’m rooting for certain players on my teams to do bad because I’m playing against those same players in other leagues. There’s just no winning. A day that should be full of relaxation has me tearing my hair out as I watch Falcons put in Ito Smith on the goal line and steal points from my boy Tevin Coleman. The only way this week can be saved is if Saquon outscores Odell tonight but if that doesn’t happen its deep depression for me. I don’t know maybe I just need to calm down and just try not to care about it as much. Yeah that’s some bullshit, if you know me at all you know that’s not possible. Also I’m broke as fuck so I could use that fantasy football blood money. Moral of the story is to stop at two leagues and also FUCK OFF Ito Smith.
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