Monday, September 30, 2013

Shaggy's Picks - Week Five

Ah, Monday morning in Roswell.  I have the day off for some hillbilly holiday called “Fair Day.”  What kind of deranged psychopath decided to host the state fair in Roswell?  Whatever.  I have to thank the evil genius for at least giving me the day off.  Apparently it’s so we can go watch the parade.  Which is an intimidating idea in itself.  I’m sure it’ll consist of two floats.  The first full of drunken rednecks shooting road signs immediately followed by one with a bunch of Mexicans in mariachi garb singing “Started from the border, now we’re here.”  Oops.  Was I the first the guest blog writer to cross the P.C. line? 

Can I get a Timber?  Are we still doing that?  I kind of feel like I got stuck in some weird pre-internet time warp.  Or maybe Roswell never accepted the fact that Al Gore invented the internet.  I’m being cereal guys (in honor of the start of the 17th season, I had to sneak in a South Park reference).  My mobile data is out for the month so to figure out was going on I had to run over to campus on commercial breaks or attempt to keep a running tab on a napkin at Farley’s, which was heavily infested with flies and Cowboy fans.  To my more gentle readers, I’m sorry to inform you they are NOT the same thing.  Both are persistently annoying though. 

6-3 this week.  23-16.  I really gotta stop picking the Monday night games.  I tried my best to forget that debacle last Monday and had to look back to figure out my record. 
Recap:
Only the Raiders can go 14-0 AT HOME against an 0-3 team and still manage to lose 24-14. 
I’m gonna cut the rest of this short cause I HAVE to see this parade.  I just hope it’s everything I’ve built it up to be.
I was right on 49ers > Rams, Lions > Bears, Hawks > Texans, Cards > Bucs, Broncos > Eagles and the KOOL AID MAN. BELIEVE IN HIM. Chiefs > Giants.
Swung and missed on Browns > Bengals and Falcons > Pats.  And the Raider game.
And I’ve got the Saints > Dolphins tonight.  Pretty confident in that one.  I don’t think the fins are for real.

Shaggy’s Picks:
  • Thursday night the Browns get the win over the Bills
  • Taking the Saints on the road over the Bears
  • Two really bad teams here. Rams over Jags.
  • I know I just said the Fins aren’t for real but they’ll beat the Ravens
  • As good as Detroit looks, the Packers get the home win
  • Two sophomore QBs, I got Seattle with a second straight road win
  • Panthers come off their bye to beat the Cards
  • 9ers win at home against the Texans
  • I need two more and the rest of the games look real easy.  I think I’m gonna take K.C. > TEN and S.D. > OAK


Saturday, September 28, 2013

Corey's Corner - Special Edition - "Ohhhhhhhh I like that"

Readers, what up???????

It's ya boi coming through with a special edition blog. I know, I know, Xmas did come early.

All right, so the reason I am writing this special edition blog is because I just looked at my team and guys I likeeeeeee it.

Have you ever seen something and just couldn't contain your excitement? 
That is exactly how I feel.

I just feel like, damn that team is too sexy for this phone screen. So sexy it hurts.

Melinda, remember that day you saw Bobbie B benching 425 pounds in the gym and you were like "now that's the man for me?"

Matt, remember that day when you saw Kendall for the first time and you knew that was your future wife?

Sean remember that day when you and Cynthia first exchanged hellos at the that cute little coffee shop on the corner of 6th and rose?

That's the feeling I have, just times it by 10.

Now yes, Tavon Austin didn't perform well but he didn't get negative points so I guess that's a bonus. Right?

Yeah, anyways, I just feel like looking at my team right now they should win this week.

I mean we are so stacked and just ready to have a big week. I think it's this week my friends and enemies. I am expecting big things.

I mean big things.

Readers take a look at your team right now and if you like what you see then you should do fine this week. Now, if you don't, make some adjustments. The most important thing is to get that feeling of enjoyment that your team is stacked. I want you to set your lineup so that at the end you say "ohhhhhhh I like that".

Like it, love it, feel it.

P.S.
Just got done taking to Nicky B and we came up with a great trophy for our rivalry. That got me thinking what other great trophies other rivals in our league would compete for:

Melinda vs Robert- Battle of the G-Wagon

Cheryl vs Dave- The Smith Silver Sword

Will vs Nick vs Corey vs Sean- "The Belt"

Nick vs Will- The War of '94

Curtis vs Matt- Tiny Trucks Trophy


Corey Hewett- is a freelance photographer, business consultant, and advertising specialist for the Las Vegas Review Journal. He also is a full time student at the University of Nevada, Reno. He would like you all to know that Katherine's crown is his.

Friday, September 27, 2013

SPECIAL EDITION VIDEO: Rivalry Game - Nick v. Corey "The Makinson Bowl"

Lindy's Latte - Week Four

      Driving through Ely, NV, en route to Elko. Whoot, whoot. Bob claims to be taking me to a newspaper conference, but I suspect Nick, Will, and Curt (who my Cobra Commanders are up against this week) have requested respite from the crazed Fantasy Football owner, known as Mama B. The week didn’t start well at the Brown house as I foolishly, after a miraculous victory over Dave Smith, thought I could  take down my  first born, Sean Brown, on the eve of his 27th birthday. I know what you’re thinking—how can Sean be your child and 27 years old? Miracles are frequent in my life and yes, as Mr. Hewitt pointed out, I did give birth to him at a miraculously young age.

      As Bob and I pass yet another billboard pointing the way to chic massage parlors in the Northern part of the state, it is snowing. Tender flakes brush against the windshield, quickly swept away by the rush of wiper blades before deciding to take hold or melt. And isn’t that always the question—will they take hold, or will they disintegrate into nothingness, forgotten. Kind of like the Nancy Mr. Rice who spent last week on the bench! But I must repent and forgive. Speaking of sins, let’s be clear, I don’t wish harm on any members of Probation Probation. If it be God’s will for them to suffer injuries, who am I to judge? I realize there was talk that I lifted the Stephen’s Media plane and flew it directly toward Sio Moore’s car, causing an accident in the hopes of freeing Pey-Pey up to score more points, but come on, I have several alibis and haven’t flown a plane since my Chico State days.

      Injuries are heartbreaking. As a newbie to Fantasy Football, I didn’t take the proper precautions before starting the season. It wasn’t until recently I learned about Fantasy Football insurance. While the insurance doesn’t replace the points the injured player should be scoring, they do payout to cover emotional damage that comes with the player’s Nanciness if he misses half the season due to a legitimate injury. If only I’d known. But again, I digress.

      The fragile snowflakes plumped up to the likes of my favorite kicker, Sebastian Janikowski, before transforming into wet, slick, rain. The sun crashes into the snow-capped Ruby Mountains, sparking burnt orange glow against the gray sky, and I’m sure Probation Probation is scoring points in tonight’s game, which I cannot watch due to the lack of reception on Highway 93. The road winds, turns past a grove of low, prickly, desert brush, and I wonder what it must have been like to travel this territory on foot or horseback.

      The Donners were nice people, a group of friends or neighbors who teamed together for an adventure across the country to a brave new world. There were probably petty competitions from the get-go—who could walk the furthest, who could pack the most in their wagons, who was the toughest. When they first set out, they each waged their bets and ranked their competition. Some weakened early, some saved their strength for the weeks ahead, others felt the need to dominate and came out strong, some even experienced swag, not knowing or understanding the dangerous implications. But sooner or later the stakes grew and they turned on one another, feasting on the weak in order to stay alive.

      Such mockery and cannibalism won’t be tolerated in the Captain’s League. The smack talk and desperation for a wins over well-established loyalties must end. No, Cheryl and Bob, I will not trade Andrew Luck. Cannibalism isn’t the answer. There are plenty of quarterbacks up for grabs and there was a reason you put faith in these men to take you across the country. Stick with them and they will hopefully bring you glorious victory.

This week we will be serving The Donner Party:

1 scoop vanilla ice cream
fill with strong coffee
1 1/2 oz Frangelico® hazelnut liqueur
1 oz Irish Whiskey

Pour 1 1/2 oz. frangelico and 1 oz Irish whiskey into a tall glass and fill with strong coffee. Top with a scoop of ice-cream.


Cheers,
Lindy

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Corey's Corner - "Stronger"

What's up, readers? Hope everyone is having a great week. Before I jump into my weekly column, I just have to get something off my chest.
 
I was going to spend a good 500 words or so just ripping William Brown for not writing his weekly column and then also for not writing his special weekend edition. I remember last week when he called me the "wizard of the week" and I wanted revenge. Readers, I was going to make William "Chip" Brown, Will's Wizard of the Week. Very harsh, I know.
 
Well, after contemplating, I am not going to rip Will. I have nothing respect for that man and he has earned it through his ability to handle intense zombie apocalypse situations and crushing 400+ yard drives against the legend, Robert Brown. So, this respect has lead to me to something drastic.
 
Readers, I know have a twitter. Yes, I just created it today.
 
Follow me: @GMVERSACE
 
The reason for this is because I want to start a national movement. We all need to alert the masses that we want William to return to his weekly column and bless us with his magical words of analysis and hateful comments.
 
Everyone, lets start a movement.
 
#WeWantWill

All right, now lets get into it.

Stronger.
Folks, have you ever looked yourself in the mirror for a good 5 minutes questioning if you even know what you are doing anymore?
 
I mean, one of those good long stares like, "wow, you are embarrassing yourself, you need to change NOW."

Folks, don't worry I don't have a drug problem. I have a fantasy football problem.
 
Yes kids, my team is 0-3 and we are stinking up the joint.
 
At this point I couldn't buy a win even if I had Sheldon (No, not Big Bang Theory) money.

So what does any 0-3 team do now?
Quit?
Cry?
Make a trade?
 
I really have no idea what to do anymore, my fellow readers. Well, I know quitting isn't the option but other than that I have no idea. 
 
The worst part about this whole situation is that I now go against my biggest rival of all time.
 
Nick vs Corey
Nicky B vs Chippy B
The Legend vs The Myth
Superman vs Batman
Will Smith vs Denzel Washington
 
The biggest rivalry in the league.
 
This game is the one I circle every year. This is the game that means the most to me.
 
Readers, I think we all know nothing is better than beating Nick. Each week he posts his rankings and constantly makes fun of us. How long are we going to let him make fun of us? How long are we going to let him use that salsa joke on us? Readers, this weekend I must beat Nick. Not just for me, but for all of us.
 
Yeah, about that.........
 
The thing is folks, I have only beat Nick once.
 
I believe our all time record is Corey: 1 win and Nick: 6 wins
 
Yeah, he is dominating this rivalry.
 
So I am 0-3 and go against my biggest rival, what am I going to do?
 
In times like these I turn to one of my favorite rappers:
 
"Now that that dont kill me, Can only make me stronger"
 
These are the genius lyrics of the one and only Kanye West. 
 
I believe he is trying to say that past events that may have hurt him have only made him a stronger man. The events didn't kill him, they built him up. 
 
Sooo....
Yes, my team is under-performing, but I am not dead. 
 
Yes, I am 0-3 but I am not dead.
Yes, currently I am the worst fantasy owner in the league and have brought shame to my family but I am not dead.
 
Readers, get stronger. If you lost last weekend, use it as motivation. If you won last weekend keep the momentum going. Just don't let anything kill you.
Keep livin'.

P.S.
I am hearing rumors that Matt is thinking about writing a guest blog. I would love to get Matt's opinion on the league and would love to hear others opinion as well, but instead of a blog you all should get a podcast. Here are my suggestions for other league members podcasts:
 
1.) Matt's Money Monday (a podcast with Sean each week to talk about Sean's predictions. I imagine Matt would be one of those guys who has extreme exaggerations. Example: 
Matt: Sean, who do you got this week, the Jaguars at home or the Titans?
Sean: I think the Jags get their first win.
Matt: NOOOOOO WAY BRO!!! BRO NOOOOOO!!!! YOU BEEN TAKING YOUR MEDS?!?!? (Sound effect: police siren) (sound effect: elderly lady screaming for help) (sound effect: machine guns) (sound effect: "black and yellow, black and yellow") (sound effect: lazer).
 
2.) Cheryl's cup of coffee (this would be a podcast with Melinda each week to describe her blog, Lindys's Latte, and what life is like as a woman in fantasy football). 

3.) Dave and Darren. (Weekly podcast of what Sproles did in his game.)
 
4.) Curtis (yeah, pretty much he does whatever he wants. The dude is like a secret assassin and I am pretty sure he doesn't read my blog anyways. But hey Curtis, if you are, what's up man?)
 
5.) Robert wouldn't get a podcast. Last time he was charged with being creative he came up with this: http://youtu.be/1JRpM2Vw-Lc
 
Corey Hewett - is a freelance photographer, business consultant, and advertising specialist for the Las Vegas Review Journal. He also is a full time student at the University of Nevada, Reno. He would like you all to know #WeWantWill.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Nick's Power Rankings, Week Four

All scores are unofficial and were gathered at 1:20 AM Eastern Time on September 24, 2013.

      Last week, scores were changed in such a way that the Power Rankings had to be altered. These now official rankings from last week can be seen as each team's "Last Week" (LW) ranking. For more info, please see the "Rank This" team analysis below.

1.) (LW #4) Probation 2-1, 113 PPG [.184 NPRP]

      Last year, he was a laughing stock. Last year, he finished 5-8 with the last-ranked team in the league. Last year, he was put on Probation.
      Many expected a year to restructure things. Garner some draft picks, learn, and prepare for a run in 2014. But no. Curtis Smith couldn't stand to wait. He had waited long enough. For years, he felt that he wasn't receiving the respect, and he decided to shove it in the face of the world.
      This year, Curtis Smith has earned that respect and then some. With a formidable draft, and the highest scoring team in the league, could this be his year?
      History says no. History says that he'll make playoffs, but ultimately be upset by the eventual champion. But Curtis Smith doesn't listen to the past. He has his eyes on the future.
      That future is blocked however, by the vengeful Cobra Commanders, a 9 point favorite, and former top-dog of the league. Can Curt keep his composure? Only time will tell.

2.) (LW #1) Kaep Happy 2-1, 110.67 PPG [.181 NPRP]

      Cheryl was so proud of herself. Not only was she in first place, but the mild-mannered mother had successfully posted the first smack talk of her life as she sat back with a margarita and a breakfast burrito poolside, awaiting the impending dawn that was Sunday.
      Her phone sounded off next to her, cracking the serenity that was the silence of the morning. It was a text message from Nick Brown.
      "Good luck. I'm bringing the ruckus."
      Confused, and a little taken aback by the sportsmanship, Cheryl shrugged it off as she took another sip of her margarita.
      As the sun rose, she realized that her sense of serenity was fading. Was it the text that was getting to her? Was she feeling guilt for talking smack? What was happening? The quietness of the dawn was rapidly getting lost in a cacophony of questions. Then, she heard it.
      The rock fence exploded behind her as a two ton Mercedes Benz G-500 came roaring from the street into the now decimated backyard. As it turned to leave, Cheryl stood stunned as the tank blasted a familiar song...
      MAMA BROUGHT THE RUCKUS THIS WEEK BABYYYYYYYYYYY.
      Another One (Seed) Bites The Dust!
      Luckily, though, Cheryl Smith only drops one spot thanks to her high points per game (mostly because of her Week One performance).
      This week she takes on the struggling Mosstradamus. Can she prove that Week One wasn't a fluke? Can Kaep actually BE happy? Stay tuned.

3.) (LW #6) Mama's Homemade Salsa 2-1, 109.67 PPG [.179 NPRP]

      A great week for the salsa propels them back into third plays, and just a mere .011 NPRP points behind second. However, that doesn't mean that this team can cruise for the next 12 weeks and finish as a playoff contender.
      No, Mama needs to pack in some ghost chilies this week and the one of the league's biggest rivalries commences: Mama's Homemade Salsa vs. VERSACE VERSACE.
      In the three years of this rivalry, Nick leads by an overwhelming margin. However, is this the year that Corey takes over? Currently favored by 16 points, Vegas sure likes to think so. Just expect some heat in this one as Nick wants to make that top spot his own.

4.) (LW #3) Rank This 2-1, 108.67 PPG [.177 NPRP]

      Every Tuesday and Wednesday, the Elias Sports Bureau analyzes each weekend game in order to verify statlines. Occasionally, changes are made to the official stats that change fantasy football scores.  After last wekend, Dave was reported by me to have won an overtime match against the Cobra Commanders. HOWEVER, I also report that my rankings are based on the ESPN scoreboard as of a certain time.
      On Wednesday of last week, the Bureau made a change to Dave's score. Matt Forte had one rush to run out the clock that gained -2 yards. That rush was originally unaccounted for. When the stat was added in, Forte went from 90 yards rushing to 88, resulting in the loss of one point and the ultimate loss to the Cobra Commanders.
      This week, however, Dave came out angry and smoked the Insane Clown Posse. Dave is now 4th in points per game, which raises the question: Is he legit?
      The answer to that question, of course, is no. Every win he has has been against an opponent who has had an off-week. I fully expect Rank This to bully another weak team this week as Dave takes on his firstborn, Matthew David Smith. THE WEEK OF RIVALRIES CONTINUES!

5.) (LW #2) Cobra Commanders 2-1, 107.33 PPG [.175 NPRP]

      After a crazy win last week, the Cobra Commanders were about as hungover this week as Chico State on a Tuesday morning.
      Putting up a career-worst 87 points, Melinda Brown watched furiously as her eldest son proceeded to beat the snot out of her. Even her precious Pey-Pey couldn't save her.
      And, unfortunately, Mama B has to take on the one-seed this week after losing to a team that was once winless. Things could be worse though. Vegas favors Cookin' Mama by 9 in a sleeper game of the week. Let's just see if she stays Pacific Lutheran-level focused so she can Chico State-level party.

6.) (LW #8) Broken Clavicles 2-1, 92 PPG [.150 NPRP]

      Stat Time! Ignore the fact that Matt won this week. Ignore the painfully off-week had by Corey Heweet, and indulge me for a second.
      Matthew Smith scored 76 points this week. That 76 point total is the second fewest points scored this year. The only lower score? The team he played against.
      To put this into more of a perspective: The average point total for a winning team in Week 3 was 97.25, which is 21.25 more points than Matt scored in his win. The average point total for a winning team ALL SEASON was 115.36, 39.36 more points than Matt scored this week. And the fewest points scored by a winning team prior to Matt this week? 91 points by Kaep Happy in Week 2. Heck, the average point total of every losing team all season is 89.4, 13.4 more than Matt this past week.
      My point is that this is a weak team. It is a weak team that has benefited from an especially lucky schedule. All signs point to a rough rest of the season unless changes are made.

7.) (LW #9) What Would Jones Drew? 1-2, 109 PPG [.141 NPRP]

      On the other hand, this is a good team that has been snuffed out by a difficult and unlucky schedule. Points per game alone place Sean's squad at number 4, but high-scoring opponents have shifted things out of his favor.
      And what o you do when things are not in your favor and you have nothing to lose? You make bold decisions, and starting Terrelle Pryor over Russell Wilson this week was that bold decision that sealed the deal in his first win of the season.
      And, on his birthday, I'm going to make another bold prediction: WWJD is a top 5 team next week.
      Well, maybe it's not that bold considering that he gets to gang up on some Juggalos, the ninth-ranked team in the league.

8.)  (LW #5) ~ Mosstradamus 1-2, 101.33 PPG [.131 NPRP]

      What was expected to be a big week for William Brown fell flat quickly this week. Instead of racking up pints from Marshawn Lynch, Dez Bryant, Demaryius Thomas, and Hakeem Nicks, Will's team struggled against his biggest rival.
      In what was reminiscent of the 49ers taking on the Seahawks in Week 2, not much was going in this tide-turning defeat.
      But the road does not end for the defending champion. With his belt in hand, he must carry on and regain his swagger against the reeling Kaep Happy.
      Can Will get the fatality? Or Will his fantasy legacy prove to be mortal?

9.) (LW #7) Insane Clown Posse 1-2, 95.33 PPG [.124 NPRP]

      It was a cold night in Arkansas on Monday once the sun set. Bob Brown lit up another cigarette, with the harsh sound of another Raider Heartbreak pouring out of the television speakers.
      He took a long drag as he checked his cell phone. This was the week, he thought, that he would prove the haters wrong. This was the week that he beat Dave and showed that his championship run was no fluke last year. This was his week.
      Ashes shot up into the darkened sky, piercing the night as the Lucky Strike dropped from Robert's ever-dropping jaw. This was the only sound that was heard:
      http://youtu.be/ee925OTFBCA

10.) (LW #10) VERSACE VERSACE 0-3, 76 PPG [.074 NPRP]

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDKn5BGTGMM

Monday, September 23, 2013

Shaggy's Picks - Week Four

“Your two favorite guest blog writers are 0-2, Sean and Corey”

      Easily the finest thing EVER written.  Forget the 0-2 part, and forget about where it appears in his blog.        It is the best thing EVER written, wrote, writted? Whatever.  No other author has ever summed up Truth, Justice and the American Way like young Mr. Hewett did in that single sentence.  Corey, you sir are scholar and a gentleman.
      This week one of your favorite guest blog writers, yours truly, took the advice of your other favorite guest blog writer, Mr. Corey Hewett. 
“Sean and Corey now have that mindset that they aren't going to get cute and listen to Mathew Berry anymore. They are going to use their natural instincts and carefully craft a dominating week 3 performance.”
      Well, dammit if I didn’t go off the rankings this week.  And for the most part it worked out pretty well for me.  But before all the other writers jump on my case, I’d like a chance to defend my most bold (some would call stupid) decision of the week.   I sat Russell Wilson for the one and only Terrell Pryor.  Bold? Oh yeah.  Crazy? Kinda.  Desperate?  You might be able to say that.  But here’s my logic:  the Jags are awful.          Seattle was gonna take an early lead.  They were gonna run the ball and control the clock.  Lynch was gonna have a huge day (sorry Will).  And Pryor is gonna have to throw the ball a lot to keep up with the Donkeys.  Of course Wilson goes off and throws four TDs on the way to 21 fantasy points.  My 20 point lead shoulda, woulda, coulda been 41.  (Please remember that I’m writing this Monday morning before class).  Ah well, such is fantasy.  Berry always says “Start your studs” well Mr. Pryor, now’s your chance to make me a believer.  On to the important stuff:

      I was 12-8 going into this week and thought that I had some solid picks. Guess not.  I was 5-4 this week bringing me to 17-12.  Luckily I don’t bet on any these games.

Recap:
  • Told y’all to believe in the Kool Aid man! Opposing coaches are having nightmares of Andy Reid bursting through their bedroom wall in the middle of the night and shouting “OHHHH YEAHHHH!”
  • Cowboys, Patriots and Bears all killed it. And the Lions pulled one out over the skins. And that sums up the picks I got right.
  • Who the devil is Brian Hoyer? I made this pick before the T-Rich trade. No starting QB or RB? That was the first and most likely last time I pick the Vikings.
  • 14 points. Before Rogers even got to run a play.  The Pack came back and made a helluva game out of it.  But that doesn’t count in the W-L column. Bengals pulled out a W at home.
  • Rivers is just a bum.
  • Didn’t even watch the Bills and Jets and honestly I probably wouldn’t have watched it if it was the only game on.
  • We’ll see what happens tonight, although I don’t have high hopes. Better show me something Pryor.


My Picks:
  • I don’t know what happened to the 9ers.  They’ll get some of their swag back on Thursday against the Rams.
  • I’m taking the Bengals over the Browns.  I don’t care who Brian Hoyer is.
  • The Kool Aid man and the Chiefs are gonna roll the Giants.
  • Who would win… a bear or a lion? I’m taking the Lions.
  • Seattle is gonna shut down the Texans.
  • The Raiders are gonna beat the Skins.
  • Cards over Bucs.
  • Broncos beat the Eagles.
  • Falcons beat the Patriots.
  • And on Monday night the Saints are gonna beat the Fins.
-Shaggy


Friday, September 20, 2013

Lindy's Latte - Week Three

      This week’s blog focuses on folklore surrounding the history of one Catherine of Sheridan Square.

      She walked into the sports bar, head up, eyes down. No one would recognize her. It had been two years and minus fifty pounds. George had been a regular. So had she, but even no one had remembered her name. “Catherine, with a C,” she’d uttered every Sunday. C was also for Communion, the reason for today’s visit. C was also for Convent, the safe place she’d left a few hours ago.

      Sister Teresa knew all along she didn’t belong. Ironic the very stubbornness that made her stay drove her away. After her bags were packed Sister suggested she return to a place from her past to find communion with souls she had once dismissed as unworthy. Looking back at those painful years with George had brought her clarity. She wasn’t a vengeful person. She needed closure, another C word. Some of her happiest memories were with George, not of George, but of the energy, exhilaration, and yes, envy, of watching football with the regulars at Kettles of Fish, just off Sheridan Square.

      Catherine lifted her gaze and let her eyes adjust to the dim, surprisingly smoke-free light. She looked at the TV screen over the bar. Golf. She turned and looked from screen to screen. No football. She looked back to the bar and noticed the bartender staring at her. Familiar bubbles erupted in her stomach. The same brown eyes, dark chocolate with caramel running through them (back then everything reminded her of food), a straight strong nose, wisps of licorice black hair hanging over his forehead. She approached the bar, “White wine, please.”

      Pandemonium erupted behind her. “You’re freaking kidding me,” a familiar voice yelled. “Doesn’t he realize that leaves us a team short in the league?” His foot kicked at the brass foot rest of a nearby barstool, as he brushed past her. He slammed his hand down in front of Chaz, she finally remembered the bartender’s name, looked beyond him into the Fat Tire mirror behind the bar. He scowled at his reflection and ran his fingers through the heaviness of his hair. He seemed to be watching his buddies behind him, then scanned the room and locked eyes with her. “You. What are you doing here?”

“Catherine, with a ‘C,’” she answered instinctively.

“I don’t care what your name is. Are you in for Fantasy Football?”

      Her hand pulled the fabric together around the top button of her blouse. She’d heard of lingerie football and wondered if that was what he was talking about.

“Don’t I know you?” he turned full circle and stared her down.

      She thought about George, could feel his hot breath on her ear as he’d ridiculed Dave’s knowledge of football, felt heat rush to her face, and felt a tug at the corners of her mouth. “I don’t think so.”

 “Well, are you in? Alastair is holding up our draft, of course I blame George for letting him in, but a lot of good that’ll do me since George bagged us with some flimsy excuse as well.”

      The wine tasted good, although she realized it could be very bad since she hadn’t had wine for years. She remembered Sister’s advice to find peace with her past. “I’m in.”

      The rules and rankings they handed her made no sense, but she chose players with decent rankings and her team wasn’t ranked last. The commissioner, a smart, well-dressed young man, ranked Dave’s team dead-last. He apparently shared George’s opinion of Dave.

      Catherine returned to Kettles of Fish for the opening Thursday night game, Denver vs. Super Bowl-champion Baltimore. Peyton Manning was her team’s quarterback, one of the few players she remembered from before. Even her mother loved Pey-Pey. She sat outside, facing the window, ordered a kettle of shrimp and a glass of Pinot Grigio and watched the big screen through the window. That boy sure could pass the ball. The crowd’s cheers grew louder with each of the seven touchdown passes he threw and she hoped that was good news for her team. She sat quietly and finished her second glass of wine, waiting for the crowd to clear before venturing into the bar to check the Captain’s League scoreboard posted next to the dartboard. 53 points – she was in the lead! Most teams still had zeros, some had a few points, but she was definitely beating Insane Clown Posse. Her face felt hot and beads of perspiration ebbed down her forehead. She wouldn’t gloat, it was a sin. Sunday and Monday night were spent in the bar. The guys remembered her name and even high-fived her. They seemed pleased she’d beat ICP. Winning felt good, exciting, exhilarating, intoxicating. She couldn’t wait for week two.

      The four big screen TVs lit up Kettles of Fish when Catherine strode in on Thursday night. None of her players were in the game that night, but her team versed Dave’s Rank This and she knew most of the guys and the other woman in the league would be there. Cheryl had kicked butt the week before and had quickly become Catherine’s idol. Catherine found an empty stool at the bar, waved Chaz over and ordered a glass of Kim Crawford Sauvignon Blanc. The room filled up fast. Cheryl joined her at the bar and the two ladies enjoyed the tension-filled smack talk flying through the air. Rank This was up, but one by one, members of the Captain’s League filtered past Catherine, each voiced their confidence and expectation that she take the 1-0 Dave down.

      Saying the rosary before Mass, Catherine found her prayers focused on Peyton, Ray, Chris, Andre, Jordy, Antonio, Torrey, Sebastian, and the Bengals’ defense, even though they didn’t play until Monday night. Sure God didn’t play favorites, but she could still pray that he keep each man in the palm of his hand and guide them down the field to success. Keep them safe, uninjured, focused on the jobs they were paid millions to do.

      By the time Catherine arrived at Kettles of Fish, Rank This had more points than her and was favored to win. She ordered a Bloody Mary and settled in. Back and forth, back and forth, the points flew. Someone was smoking in the corner and Chaz turned a blind eye. She moved closer to the smoke, inhaled the thick poison, let it settle in her lungs, and ordered a second Bloody. Dave’s team gained 6 points, lost 2, gained 4. “Damn him,” she heard herself say. Someone set a shot of tequila in front of her and she instinctively shook salt on her finger, licked it, slammed the shot, and sucked on the lime. The burn in her throat matched the burn in her head as she watched Dave strut around the pool table, pretending he wasn’t paying attention to the game. The stench of his arrogant confidence rose above the smoke, smelled like a sweaty sock soaked in urine. She walked home and fell into bed on an empty stomach.

      It was up to her defense. She thought about the gun George kept in the drawer next to his bed. Good thing she didn’t own weapons. She pictured herself, shotgun in hand, standing before the team in the locker room before the game, explaining her predicament, pleading, threatening them to earn enough points to beat Dave. No, that wouldn’t do.

      She arrived early that evening, ordered 2 shots with a beer chaser before the game started. Thirteen points. It all came down to that. The game started with a generous 10. Catherine was up, down, up, down, tied, up. The shots were flying. The league was cheering her on, demanding she take Dave down. Up, down, tied. Tied. Her stomach was in knots, but relieved to tie in the end. The usually upbeat Commissioner set his hand on her back, “Tough break kid. You lost tonight, but you don’t have to like it.”

“What? Lost? It was a tie.”

“Bench points. Ties are settled through bench points and Dave’s bench out-scored yours.”

      Catherine didn’t remember anything after that, other than more dreams involving George’s gun, which she later learned he’d given to Dave. She woke with Sister Teresa’s soft, strong voice massaging her hangover, “Seek Communion.” Catherine sat up, said three Hail Mary’s and heading to confession.

      Week Three we will be serving Catherine of Sheridan Square, but Catherine will be sticking to Chardonnay and keeping her religion.

1 ½ oz dark rum
½ oz Tia Maria coffee liquor
1 oz light cream
4 oz cold coffee
Crushed ice


Pour all of the ingredients into an Irish coffee glass filled with crushed ice. Stir well.

Cheers.
Lindy

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Corey's Corner - "SWAG"

What up kids? Hope everyone is having a great week.

All right, lets get into it. So since everyone is under the age of 30 in this league, everyone should know what swag means.

Yes, Melinda you had Sean at the age of 4. It still blows my mind too.

But just in case you don't know what swag means here is the definition from urban dictionary:

"Originally from the scottish slang word "swagger" which was a description of the way some Scots walk (in a swaying motion), the word was then misinterpreted by the English as "the way someone presents themselves". Eg, whether someone looks cool. The word quickly made its way to the states and has ever since become the catchphrase of tools everywhere."

Yeah, so swag is pretty much a word that describes the way you carry yourself. Someone who walks with their head held high and shoulders square presents confidence. If a young kid saw someone like that, they would say he has swag. That person is feeling themselves.

So now that two weeks are out out of the way, people are starting to develop some swag.

Lets take a look at a few examples:

"The 2-0-ers"

Dave and Cheryl.

Who saw it coming? Nobody. Well, maybe themselves. But that's besides the point, they are on top of the world and the view looks so good on top.

Now the best way to describe the swag they have is through the eyes of Curtis. Imagine this:

Tuesday, September 17, 2013. 6:55 AM

(Curtis awakes to what sounds like music blasting from his parents bathroom.)

(Curtis approaches the room.)

(He hears the song: "We Are The Champions" by Queen.)

(Curtis heads to the kitchen to grab some breakfast.)

Immediately Dave walks in and points to his son and says "beautiful day huh?"

(Curtis really confused has no idea what he is talking about. Curtis only woke up 10 minutes ago and the sun is barely up.)

Curtis responds by saying "what are you talking about?"

(Dave takes a sip of his coffee and just laughs like only a man who is 2-0 could laugh. See Dave just ran 5.6 miles and is feeling good. Something about being undefeated has given him a new meaning to life.)

(Curtis does notice his dad looking a bit more muscular but the season is only 2 weeks old, it couldn't be.)

Oh. but it is Curtis. Those new muscles are what we call in the business "big man on campus" muscles. Try to remember the most popular kid in school. If you had to describe him you would most likely say he is big and muscular. The thing is, he isn't that big he is just the center of attention so he looks bigger than everyone. Big man on campus muscles, Curtis. You will learn.

(Next Cheryl heads into the kitchen and looks at Curtis and says "Morning, Mr. 500". Dave and Cheryl both laugh as only people who are 2-0 could laugh.)

Dave looks at his Rolex watch and says "All right, I'm off. Peace homies."

As Dave pulls up to work, he notices an intern standing outside the office drinking some coffee. Dave pulls up to where the intern is and tosses him the keys. He then proceeds to say "Keep it front, thankssssss."

Yes, Dave's new swag has him thinking interns are now valet drivers at his work.

Anyways the story continues....

(Cheryl is still at home with Curtis and tells him that she is driving him to school today.)

(As they are driving to school, Curtis notices something very strange. For the first time in his life he is watching his mother dance to "Congo" by Gloria Estefan. She seems to be too confident but the thing is her dance moves are perfect. It flows perfect with the song and Curtis is just left in disbelief.)

Yes, Cheryl's new found swag has given her the ability to listen to Congo in the morning and dance perfectly to it.

(So the day continues and the whole Smith family decides to meet at Red Rock's buffet for some finger-licking food.)

Curtis and Matt both notice something very strange now. Dave and Cheryl are walking around the casino pointing at everyone and saying things like "looking good, Jessie." and "Lorenzo, I need two tickets for Decembers UFC fight, make it happen."

Yes, Dave and Cheryl's new swag has now made them the most popular people in Las Vegas.

See, swag is a really powerful thing. It creates confidence in people and confidence leads to Dave and Cheryl's perfect dance moves and popularity.

The fact they have yet to be beaten has created this whole new lifestyle for Cheryl and Dave and they are, as kids say these days, "living the dream".

Starting off the season 2-0 is a really dangerous thing, but boy does it feel great. Congrats, Dave and Cheryl.

Now for the kids who are 1-1. I will categorize you into the group known as:


"the .500-ers"

One win and one loss.

For those who just got there first win, you may be experiencing the swag my friend Robert has.

See, Robert's swag would best be described by an example as well:

Imagine, if you will, Melinda walking into her living room on a beautiful Monday September 16th morning to find Robert in a full U.S.P.S. cycling outfit with one of the aerodynamic cone helmets just riding his immobilized bike acting like he is training for the next Tour de France.

Robert's new swag after beating Versace Versace has given him the ability to dream. The man now believes he can take on the world and actually become the next Lance Armstrong.

(Publishers note: I would say without the PED's but I remember golfing with Robert one time and he really doesn't follow the whole "play the ball where it lie" rule. So can you really trust him?)

This swag Robert developed has transformed him into a man who now believes anything is possible.

Swag is dangerous folks, be careful with it.

Now for the kids who are 1-1 but just lost. You still have some swag as well.

You still have a victory and that is something to be admired.

I like to imagine the swag you all have would be best described like an overall feel-good about yourself but just got unlucky week 2.

Take for example, Nick.

After coming out strong week 1 with Victor Cruz he ran into Dez Bryant and -Mosstradamus.

Nick, should still have confidence and all you 1-1-ers should as well. One loss won't kill you, you just need to harness your swag again and set your line-up in a way that is going to tell the others "ya boi is back".

Last, but certainly not least, the kids who haven't won.

The 0-2.

Readers I'm sorry to tell you all but yes your two favorite guest blog writers are 0-2, Sean and Corey. These men don't really have much swag right now.

To be honest, with everyone I don't really have much self-respect right now. Sunday night after I realized I lost I called my mother to vent, here is a tidbit of the conversation:

Mom: what's wrong my oldest son?
Me: (crying) Robert's fantasy team beat mine and he texted me "This is a gated community, please get the f--- off my property. - Giorgio Armani". He rubbed it in my face mom, he is a jerk.
Mom: Son, it's just a game and you know he's not a jerk he hooked you up with a job and let you stay at his place.
Me: Yeah but remember when I took that photo for the RJ.
Mom: Yeah the one that should have been on the front page, I remember.
Me: Yeah that one, he didn't even get me a company car.
Mom: (angry) (due to the graphic language, I cannot display what she said.)

Yes, Corey has lost his fantasy football confidence swag.

As for Sean?

Who knows?

Maybe he still has his mojo or maybe the aliens took it. Sean, if you are still alive, the readers and I are pulling for you. Keep swinging, buddy.

Anyways....

All I can say is that being 0-2 doesn't really give you confidence but it does make you humble.

See, humble swag is a dangerous thing too.

Sean and Corey now have that mindset that they aren't going to get cute and listen to Mathew Berry anymore. They are going to use their natural instincts and carefully craft a dominating week 3 performance. These two men are humble and are just ready to strike. This whole situation reminds me of the incident in Tuscaloosa of '97, look out everyone.

AVENGE ME, BOYS.

This weekend use your swag. You earned it. Make some gutsy calls if you want. Make some bold predictions. Be confident in everything you do.

Turn ya swag on.

P.S.
Last week I made a comment about divorce and I would just like to clarify that everyone's love life in the league is fine. No need to worry readers. Now here are my top fantasy football marriages:

1. C3G0 and Russell Wilson
2. Nick Brown and Victor Cruz
3. Robert Brown and San Fran D/ST
4. Matt Smith and Ryan Matthews
5. Dave Smith and Sprolesssszz:)

May you all stay together forever.


Corey Hewett- is a freelance photographer, business consultant, and advertising specialist for the Las Vegas Review Journal. He also is a full time student at the University of Nevada, Reno. He would like you all to know that he read Wills Wednesdays and come week 5 vengeance will be his. Viva la Canelo/Brock/Terrell/Chip.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Will's (Wizard) Wednesday Week 3 - Sweet Victory

      This weekend, I was at work on the golf course as I usually am, when I decided to go up to the restaurant and get something to eat. I ordered the club burrito, with SALSA on the side.
           
      Yes, it’s true, I did beat Mr Commish himself, the undefeated, Nick Brown. Thankfully, Marshawn and Dez started playing football this week while David Wilson is still sitting cozy at one point. I want to talk to this guy, just have a one-on-one conversation with him and try to figure out how you play an entire game as a starter and only get one fantasy point. I understand the man is on a passing team but they scored 23 points and the man couldn’t get more than 20 yards in the entire game. Just think about that: You have played two weeks and around two hours of live, professional football and have a total of -2 fantasy points, please ex-wizard Wilson… Step up boy.

      In other news, everyone’s favorite fantasy football laughing stock has moved to 2-0, shocking the league (and me) with a win over Melinda Brown. Dave, you may have won two games in a row, but I see this as a good thing. You are using up all your luck now and you won’t have it when it counts around playoffs. You all may recall my unlucky start to the season last year, which resulted in the two most beautiful victories in your wildest fantasy fantasies. That is why the belt is still mine Dave, and will never, ever, ever, ever, ever be yours.

      Rumor has it that Melinda Brown is disputing against the supreme court of the league stating that she didn’t know that the constitution (which she blindly signed) stated that ties are settled based on bench points. Melinda Brown, who almost went to law school, is trying to dispute the fact that she signed a document without reading it. The woman has commitment the likes of which this league has never seen.

      I know you are all seeking this week’s wizard and at this point have skimmed the article to find out who was chosen. I would like to step away from fantasy football this week to announce none other than Saul Canelo Alvarez as the Wizard of the week. Let me tell you folks, Corey Hewett is notorious for his talent in picking fight winners. We all remember back when he loved Brock Lesnar despite his countless losses towards the end of his career, probably caused by Corey’s fandom. Corey also chose Frank Carillo among others to beat DIESEL Joe Riggs in Bellator fightmaster, Carillo was unable to even enter the ring, while knees to the head and other products of the veteran DIESEL crushed all others. Recently Corey has chosen Allistair Overeem (Women) over (my boy) Travis Browne, and lets just say they don’t call Travis the comeback kid for nothing. I was 100% certain from all these observations I have made that Canelo was going to be dominated by Floyd “I like em cuz they red” Mayweather, who had no problem in once again leaving Corey without a winning fighter, without money, and without self respect.

Will Brown is a habitual winner and can almost ride a skateboard and would like to silence all the rumors of Corey offering him conditional draft picks, that would be too funny. And sad.


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Nick's Power Rankings, Week Three

All scores are unofficial and were gathered at 12:14 AM Eastern Time on September 17, 2013.

      This week I decided to make things more fluid. Due to complaints that I was "biased" in my rankings, I decided to create my own formula in order to generate my own power rankings. Below is the formula I created:

Nick's Power Rank Percentage (NPRP) = % Average Points (AVG PPG x Total AVG Points Scored) x (1 + Winning %)
 On to the rankings!

1.) (LW #2) Kaep Happy 2-0, 124.5 PPG [.228 NPRP]
      In my post-draft grades, I posed a simple question: Is Cheryl Smith a playoff sleeper? (Grades and our first POWER RANKINGS, Aug. 20, 2013). Some people laughed and mocked the grades, but I think we can all see that Cheryl Smith means business. After winning a minor league championship last season, Cheryl was brought in through expansion to co-manage a team this year. And, after legal matters were sorted, she was given her own team upon the conditional rule that she participate. Well, Cheryl isn't just participating, she's dominating.
      After a strong week one, she was challenged by her own son in week two, squeaking out a win despite the best game in a year from the Broken Clavicles. I fully expect this team to continue to push through adversity unless someone rises to the challenge.
      This week, Kaep's joyful spirit takes on the presently bland Mama's Homemade Salsa, but Cheryl better be careful: Nick Brown is a specialist when it comes to pulling upsets (AQUI@WWJD, Week One/Nick Brown v. Bob Brown, NCAA Football 08). Better avoid Mexican food this week, Mama II, because the salsa is coming in hot.

2.) (LW #6) Rank This 2-0, 117.5 PPG [.216 NPRP]
      All right, Dave. We get it. We ranked you and you moved up. I REFUSE to believe you're making a playoff run. I mean, come on, the Saints have had 2 strong weeks. Without them, you're nothing. You've hit your ceiling, sir, and now the entire league is ready for you to take a dive.
      And the worst part is that you beat my mom. IN OVERTIME. You tied her and then won because of your bench, which is just cruel. The Brown household will never forget this game. I heard my mom slander men and curse the heavens because of you.
      You play the enraged Insane Clown Posse this week, which we expect to be a good game. Things may be lying slightly in your favor, as you're the 2 point favorite, but Bobby B is a man who is willing to play with fire in order to reclaim his pride. And a man without pride has nothing to lose.

3.) (LW #1) Cobra Commanders 1-1, 117.5 PPG [.161 NPRP]
      There's an iconic scene in Steven Spielberg's award-winning Saving Private Ryan where American troops storm the beaches of Normandy during the D-Day invasion. It sets the tone for the movie, as you witness soldiers burst into hot piles of flesh and experience the horrors of humanity.
      In the scene, Tom Hanks's character nearly gets blown to bits as he comes on the beach. The explosion near him renders him temporarily deaf as he scans the bloodied beach. At one point, he glances northward and sees a young man on his back, with his intestines pouring out onto the dark sands of France. In the young man's last breaths, he does not call out for revenge, nor does he utter famous last words to be inscribed on the walls of some great memorial. Rather, the young man looks to the skies, and simply cries,
      MAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
      This week, all the Brown children (including Corey) were that young man. Upon witnessing the final seconds of Monday Night Football, and realizing that David Matthew Smith would defeat Melinda Brown in the closing seconds thanks to his bench, we cried. It was the loss of our innocence, for Mama B had fallen to our greatest enemy. And now, she must use the pain that we have rendered into a force and move on.
      Defeat is difficult, mom. As they said during the Manningbowl, losing hurts more than victory satisfies. And now, you have experienced that. Thanks to a high point total week one, however, you didn't fall far. In fact, the Cobra Commanders are still the top-ranked team with a loss, and intend to keep it that way.
      This week, Melinda comes in as 9-point underdogs against her first-born son, Sean Brown and What Would Jones Drew. If we learned anything this week, however, it is that Melinda will not shy away from biblically sacrificing her first-born for a Fantasy Victory. I expect a big, vengeful win.

4.) (LW #9) Probation 1-1, 115 PPG [.158 NPRP]
      When most teams lose, they wallow in their shame for the next week, but not Curtis Smith. After losing poorly to then-10th ranked Rank This, Curtis took his pent-up rage and shoved it in the face of What Would Jones Drew?, potentially getting even for the classic 2002 Airsoft gun incident.
      Curtis has bounced around the rankings since pre-season, and is seemingly getting comfortable with a top-5 position, but a tough matchup against red-hot rival Mosstradamus means that Curtis needs to maintain momentum and take down the reigning champ. If Curtis can do that, then I can't see why the boy can't become a man as he goes from Probation to Playoffs.

5.) (LW #8) ~ Mosstradamus 1-1, 109 PPG [.150 NPRP]
      William Brown lay crying in the hallway. His head was throbbing with a forming bump as he rolled over on the hardwood, the cold moonbeams clashing violently with his warm tears. He had been shot.
      It was a brutal assassination by nerf gun, as his older brother stood no more than 15 feet away, a silhouette in a doorway.
      Then Will awoke. It was that same dream again. The flashback he had been having all his tortured life. That was the night Nick shot him. Because of that night, they had to leave Davis, as the hallway proved to be haunting from then on out. The next year, in late 2000 and early 2001, Will's family would migrate to Las Vegas in order to protect him. That was where he awoke now, 13 years later.
      He sat up in bed and glanced sleepily to his left, at his favorite bear calender. It was then that he awoke at the sight of the date: September 15th.
      Will drove to work as his family went to mass. Upon arriving, his co-worker  Buddy informed him that the Angel Park staff had a party the night before to celebrate The Team's defeat of Bobby B, and that there should be some food left over in the cart area. Will smiled and obliged the invitation, constantly checking his phone for texts from girls who couldn't resist the Supreme side of life, and for fantasy football updates. This sun shone brightly as Will got the feeling that, despite his missing mass, God was on his side today.
      Will got to the table and was hit by a stench, just as RGIII scored another junk-yardage touchdown. He laughed, in the way that you laugh when something plaguing you for years has finally been resolved, as he sent a text to his brother,
      LOOKS LIKE THE SALSA'S GONE BAD.
      Despite the potential for revenge, Will made a statement by not repeating last year's 0-3 start. He dominated, helping his NPRP numbers and squeeking out the final spot in the top-5.
     Will faces his arch-nemesis, the fourth-ranked Curtis, this week, it what looks like the game of the week. If Will continues to steal the spice from Mama's Homemade Salsa, I expect him to pull off the upset.

6.) (LW#3) Mama's Homemade Salsa 1-1, 108.5 PPG [.149 NPRP]
      After a weekend that consisted of Alabama's exacting revenge on Texas A&M and Johnny Foosball for last year's upset, Nick prepped all week to exact his own revenge for the playoff upset that was last year's 1 v 4 matchup. Without anyone knowing, Nick snuck downstairs before mass on Sunday morning and listened to Holy Diver in the dark, mounting his metaphorical tiger into a losing battle.
      And, despite a heartbreaking defeat, Nick will never forget the wise words: "He who rides a tiger cannot dismount."
      Yes, expect the salsa to be back this week, baby. Nicky B is riding strong, and he has something to prove against another top-ranked foe.

7.) (LW #10) Insane Clown Posse 1-1, 102.5 PPG [.141 NPRP]
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAryFIuRxmQ
      Congrats, you're no longer last. Now please beat Dave this week.

8.) (LW #7) Broken Clavicles 1-1, 100 PPG [.138 NPRP]
      Last Monday night, Matthew David Smith trekked over to the Brown household and laughed in the face of his then-defeated opponent as he ate some Buffalo Wild Wings.
      Well Matt, only winners get wings.
      It's been tough for this kid at the bottom of the ranks every week. I honestly don't expect him to beat VERSACE VERSACE, but crazier things have happened. The looks might be able to top the wildcard.

9.) (LW #4) What Would Jones Drew? 0-2, 107 PPG [.098 NPRP]
      Jones-Drew has lost two weeks staight, and injured his ankle on a circus tackle by Charles Woodson, so maybe it's best to not do as he does from now on.
      Yes, it hurts me to say that the once-front runner has now dropped to ninth. But I still believe in this team to make a comeback and finish top-3. Let's look at the facts:

  • Despite two straight losses, Sean has the 7th best PPG.
  • Sean's team also has faced two teams who had their best games against him.
  • In those two games, his opponent has scored over 118 points.
  • No other team has faced back-to-back opponents who both scored over 118 points.
      Yes, WWJD has had a rough go of things early on, but last year's champion started off 0-3. Don't expect Sean to do the same. While he faces a vengeful Cobra Commanders squad coming off a close loss, Sean has a strong enough team to begin his climb.

10.) (LW #5) VERSACE VERSACE 0-2, 88.5 PPG [.081 NPRP]
      DOWN GOES FRAZIER.
      What else can I say, Corey has had a rough go of things in this league, historically-speaking, and this 0-2 start can't be good for his confidence.  And, aside from that, Corey has lost by at least 40 in both of his games this season. That could be due to his opponents getting hot, or the fact tht he has the fewst PPG of any team, but things are starting to look bleak in terms of a playoff picture. Luckily, he has an easy opponent this week in the Broken Clavicles.
      But, if Corey winds up losing, it's a good thing the pillows and sheets are Versace, because he may want to sleep until next season.

Monday, September 16, 2013

Shaggy's Picks - Week Three

Wow what a rough week for me. I freakin’ lost to Curtis for crying out loud. And it’s the second year in a row that I expected big things for MJD against a weak Oakland D and what happens? Dude gets hurt. Twicey. He say FU twicey. Sad, sad day. (Thanks for bringing that back Nick)

Recap:
I’ve gone 6-4 two weeks in a row, bringing me to a whooping 12-8.

  • Thanks to that EJ Manuel guy, my Bills pick wasn’t too bad.
  • I can’t stand Jay Cutler. He’s easily the biggest Nancy in the league, but he did win me another.
  • Speaking of Nancies, the other one at QB, Phillip “Cry Me A” Rivers somehow beat the Eagles. Lost this one. I believe I said “Duh” after this pick. Oops.
  • “OH YEAH” The Kool Aid man is really turning things around in KC. I’m gonna run that joke into the ground until he bursts through my door shouting “OHHH YEEAAAHHH!” I did pick the Chiefs.
  • Ravens beat the Browns, Broncos beat the Giants, and Saints barely beat the Bucs.
  • My other losses were the Lions losing to the Cards and 49ers losing to the Seahawks.
  • And my most frustrating one was my Raiders beating the Jags. Don’t get me wrong I wanted them to win. But when I pick them to lose they win and vice versa.

My Picks:
  • OH YEAH! I’m going with the Kool Aid Man to beat the Eagles on Thursday night.
  • Packers get a road win. Don’t expect another monster game from Rodgers, Curtis.
  • Cowboys come back and win over the Rams.
  • “Cry Me A” Rivers is going to win a second straight over the Titans
  • First time I pick the Vikings this year, but they’ll also get their first win over the Browns.
  • Patriots look awful. But they keep finding ways to win. They’ll get to 3-0 over the Bucs.
  • The Skins look awful. But they keep finding ways to lose. Lions get the W here.
  • NFC East Rivals and both starting rookie QBs. Bills over Jets.
  • To avoid the easy picks (IND @ SF, JAX @ SEA, ATL @ MIA and AZ @ NO) I’m gonna take Nancy Cutler and the Bears over Rapistburger and the Steelers on Sunday Night.
  • This should also be an easy pick but I’m hoping, praying even, that I’m wrong. Manning is gonna carve up the Raiders secondary on MNF.


 -Shaggy