Yesterday, I was sort of M.I.A. while the NFL was serving up its weekly helping of Sunday afternoon games. First, I was on a train. Then, I was aimlessly walking through The Loop in Chicago looking for a bar - any bar - that had football on (the results of the search were fruitless). Then, I was sitting in an airport terminal. Needless to say, I was out of commission when it came to following my fantasy football team… until my girlfriend called me while I was watching the only available game at the airport: the thrilling matchup between the Bears and the Raiders.
“You must be happy right now,” the girlfriend told me.
I pondered why. My football team was on bye. Did I miss some big off-season baseball announcement? Was Peyton Manning getting scratched from the Colts lineup? ”Oh… uh… why?”
“Well, Tony Romo is putting up some big numbers for your fantasy team. Hopefully that will make up for what happened to Adrian Peterson today.”
My jaw dropped. Not only does my girlfriend know the players on my fantasy football team, she knows when they get injured and when they put up big numbers. And embarassingly, in this case, she knows before I do. And to top it all off, she knew that this was important enough to me to make it the main topic of conversation in our phone call.
I knew there was a reason I kept her around. Eat your heart out, Bill Simmons.
South Loop Club, a block from the Harrison stop.
Troy McClure SF
November 12th, 2007
Chris sir. You’ve found a keeper. Do NOT let her go.
Beej
November 12th, 2007
Too bad you LOST!
You’d better be careful what you wish for Chris. You never know when she might get the invite into the league instead of you
The Nate
November 12th, 2007
Thanks Beej!
Nate- Apparently Chris hasn’t told you that I’m morally opposed to fantasy sports since you often times end up rooting AGAINST your own team. (for example, my brother is a huge Chiefs fan and happens to have LaDanian Tomlinson on his team) But I appreciate you considering an invitation.
brooklyn gal
November 13th, 2007