It is Friday, and my the results of my blood tests are back from the doctor's office, and there was, and I quote, "good improvement" on my serum cholesterol level, and my ALT (whatever that is). Amazing what wonders can be had by a change of diet and taking your medicine. So, that made me happy.
On the way to work this morning, Siri was particularly cooperative, playing a variety of wonderful selections, ending with "I Ain't Got You," by the Yardbirds, timing it perfectly, it ended as I backed into the parking space, and it was a superb job of backing in, if I do say so myself, straight, and just far enough, really an amazing show of parking prowess.
"I got a tavern, and a liquor store,
I play the numbers, yeah four forty four,
I got a mojo, yeah don't you know,
I'm all dressed up with no place to go."
Plus, my cousin +Michael McNeil , Mike the Attractive is what he is called in local lore, in a spasm of familial generosity has invited me to participate in his Fantasy football league. So, things are looking good, and in the spirit of giving I have decided to share my old Fantasy Football post again, if you hated it then wait until you read it now. Besides this will give me an opportunity to work on my video production skills, there is much riding on the "Video Production DeathMatch" between +Mike Raven and me, well not really all that much, but it matters little, winning is winning, right?
So, here you go, enjoy, or I will post another dog video.
My younger cousin Mike, who has some sort of milk shake obsession, (a complex, yet treatable, affliction: we need to act, Life Explained fans, to end this horrible disease, we are accepting donations now, please give generously to this noble cause) asked me to join his Fantasy Football league. It was an act of kindness and generosity so noble and pure as to make a grown man weep. But, there is no time for that, we are talking fantasy football here.
Acting quickly, as is my norm, I assembled one of the finest teams to ever take the field. I filled both lines with Trolls and Orcs, man those guys are big, and mean, plus they are not above taking a cheap shot in the scrum that develops on running plays up the middle.
At fullback we had a dwarf, tough, resilient, unafraid to get his nose out of joint in dive plays, and short yardage situations. Also, the ax is a real bonus when pass blocking.
Tailbacks, receivers and defensive backs were all elves, tall, lithe, athletic and fast. Elves have great hands, can change direction quickly, and can make "magic" catches. They are hard to beat.
Our linebackers were all vampires, fast, agile, aggressive and hostile. They scared the bejesus out of opponents, and teammates, and coaches, and fans, vendors, office staff, grounds crew. They were really frightening, but nobody wanted to be the one to tell them they were being traded.
Here was the real genius, though, we put a Wizard at quarterback! Not just any wizard either, a powerful, steely eyed, resolute mage, unshakable, unflappable, almost un-sackable, a quick learner, able to control the huddle and make the right audibles at the line. Kind of a father figure to the whole team, and able to conjure up a cooler full of beer on a whim.
It was a solid team, and we could go far, if we took it one game at a time, and gave 110 % and didn't overlook anybody, and all of those other things that a team needs to do to have a successful season.
Man, we cruised, too. Running right over the top of the Lions, and the Bears, and the Panthers, and the Broncos, (we even made an unscheduled stop to stomp on the Tigers, even though they are a baseball team, we hate animals) destroying the Cowboys, and the Redskins, and the Vikings. The Eagles, and their high flying antics gave us a few problems, at first, but as soon as we scattered fish all over the field it was over, stupid birds.
Nobody could handle our mix of speed, strength, and horrifying undead awfulness. We were a team of destiny.
Then we had to face the Giants in the Championship game. They crushed us. Still, it was a good season, next year we might try to draft a little more size.
Thanks for the invitation, Mike.
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