I've been the sort of guy who finds his way into complaining about the hobbies that I do. And there is a lot to hate about fantasy football as well as the NFL. And this was supposed to be a screed about how dumb I was to get into a league where Joe Flacco could have a 47 point day. Really.
But here's the thing. That was the perfect ending. Greg Jennings torching Nathan Vasher. Never mind the coors commercials. Never mind Charlie Sheen. Never mind Twitter blowing up with the Tequilan attention whorishness of Kanye West.
Life is good. Life. Is. Good.
Be back tomorrow, yeah? Yeah.