Toilet Seat Confessions: Fantasy Football

I love fantasy football. Here’s another sentence. I am terrible at fantasy football. I haven’t made the playoffs in some time now. I also can’t draft to save my life. Losing in fantasy football is the closest thing I’ve felt to getting my balls kicked in. But every year I keep coming back for more punishment. Fun fact: Joining a league with your significant other is a good idea. Oh, did I say “good idea?” I meant a depressingly agonizingly painful 17 week excursion. Especially when your significant other poaches her dad’s players because he’s already out of the playoffs. That’s neither here nor there. It’s a new season, and revenge is a dish best served with a cold beer and hot wings…It’s fantasy season bitches.