The 2011 MillerKuz FFL Annual Selection Meeting was a great success. There were 204 players selected, 48 pieces of pizza eaten and at least 2 DJ temper-tantrums.
Over the three hours of fantasy drafting and pizza feasting, I learned quite a few things. Here are a list of the ten most important things I learned at the 2011 MillerKuz FFL Annual Selection Meeting:
1. Taco flavored Doritos are the only Doritos I will buy for the rest of my life. (Thank you, Taco).
2. There is - no matter who takes Tom Brady - no crying in Fantasy Football.
3. It is useless to brag about having seven RBs on your roster after 11 rounds when four of them are back-ups because everyone will just make fun of you.
4. The only thing Whore Hands hates more than fun is making prompt picks.
5. Jim Cafaro visibly gets ill when he picks players not employed by the Steelers. So much so that he actual took Heath Miller and Issac Redman. He was, however, well enough to eat "8 to 10" pieces of pizza.
6. Taco watched some football and/or did his research. Whatever the case, he is not immune to our ridicule and decided not to donate his $100 to this year's winner.
7. Mike Vick insurance should not include anyone named Jason Campbell. Right, Cropcho?
8. When DJ says "park in the driveway" what he really means is "park in the driveway only if there is still room to get my car in the garage and E, you should probably stand out there like an asshole and make sure people don't block the garage."
9. Order was restored to the universe when the Nolans finally took the 49'ers defense. They did however, show great restraint in leaving Alex Smith on the board.
10. Spreadsheets printed in color will not prevent you from picking James Starks as a starting RB. At least they looked fancy, Big Sandwich.
3 comments:
I'll admit that I threw a mini-tantrum when Sam took Felix, but I deny a second one ever occurring.
Well, that's because the other tantrum occured before the Felix Meltdown of 2011. It had nothing to do with picks, but it had everything to do with your stubborn refusal to work the draft board and physically make everyone's picks. Want to deny that?
Can't. Damnit. I even remember a third tantrum when it took me 35 minutes to get from papa John's to my house. So, this is me, eating crow.
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