The NFL season starts next week, which means that the REAL football season starts on Saturday, 9/3. By REAL, I mean Fantasy Football - Now, I usually avoid calling it "Fantasy Football" because the word "fantasy" creeps many people out, (on account of the "adult-cabaret" perversion of the word... more on that another day.) So, 'fantasy' football becomes known as "Fun Football," and everyone is joyful and celebrates the beauty of rotisserie sports.
For the last 5 years or so, I've been the commissioner of a league of my own creation... Haro Joe Fun Football is the official name... It started with about 8 teams, & has grown to 16 teams (which is as big as it gets, because of the Rules of Fun Football. Many would say 16 is too many, but I digress... more on that another day.)
Without meaning to, & without any intentionality, the league has turned into a small group, the kind that all the people that participate really love being a part of and look forward to all year. (Small Group in the sense of connected relationships, deep talks about Jesus & real-life issues, & loud, fun, raucous obnoxiousness.) I believe that the crowning joy of the league is the draft where the 16 guys get together in 3 different cities (Reno, Fresno, & Spokane, WA?) - via the Internet & phone conference calls, & draft the full roster of our teams. I'm quivering in anticipation of the draft; I've got the first pick... (to be continued...)
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The draft is one of the few ways to get me out of bed before 10 a.m.
Keep your voice down, man.
that sounds like a post:
a short list of things that get me out of bed before 10 a.m.
Dude, I'm saving it for my own blog. Plus, I didn't figure that Scoey valued my musings on explosive diarrhea.
That just means that you're doing the right amount of homework. I had dreams about the draft throughout the Summer. I also had a dream that a shark bit off my arm and all that came out was runny egg yoke, but that's neither here nor there.
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