About the only thing that happened more than my man Rodgers connecting with 4 different receivers for four touchdowns last week was the number of times the Green Bay towel guy dried off Mr. Rodgers helmet. Rodgers and his Riders On The Storm went up against the Chargers in a downpour. But pouring rain and and lightening bolts couldn't dampen a beautiful day in Mr. Rodgers' neighbourhood. He racked up 33 fantasy points.
Hey, don't touch the helmet. The towel guy just wiped it down.
My opponent last week was Purple Drank. You know him...the robot guy? Yeah, after Sunday afternoon I was whupping him. At the end of Sunday night, he'd pulled a point ahead of me. But in a duel of kickers Monday night my Robbie Gould of Chicago kicked more than twice the 6 points his Alex Henery of Philadelphia could muster giving me the week's win of 95-83.
Mr. 13 Points.
So the nonames slipped past Mr. Musta Drank the Purple Kool-Aid into third place and my nemesis PD - what? can't be - slipped to fourth. Predator Press remains in first spot followed by Bourban Blasters. Watch out guys. And all I can say is do bad news bears shit in the woods? You bet. Just before they throw a cheerleader into outer space.
Next week's victim? Predator Press who Yahoo Sports is already predicting will go down to defeat. You gotta love this game.
2 comments:
I know I don't have to tell you but I will...
"And all I can say is do bad news bears shit in the woods? You bet. Just before they throw a cheerleader into outer space."
You captured this league perfectly, taking a swipe at the reigning champion Renal Failure and would-be-champion Purple Drank, all with one big paw. Nicely played, sir, nicely played.
Me? No. I wouldn't do something like that. (Thank you.)
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