Bye, Bye, Love...

Bye bye love, bye bye happiness.
Hello loneliness, I think I'm gonna cry.
-Everly Brothers

So the People's Champion is pulling a Pearl Harbor and launching his attack at the Cons during their moment of weakness. Renal Failure has commenced his dastardly dive bombing run on a week where the Cons have 4 players on a BYE. Most notably, NFL's Prince Valiant, Peyton Manning and his trusty squire Eric of Decker are on leave. Also, the Cons are not able to Gore the People's Chump and will resort to praying that Lord Robert Griffin the Third will return to his tournament days and gallop his way to victory. Don't get me wrong, these are not excuses. The Once and Future Cons can suffer to toss a win to the needy Failures and still rule the Round Table of Bloggers. After all, this will be nothing more than a flesh wound. Have at thee!!!

La Machine Not Dead Yet

It seemed like just yesterday that La Machine was 1-3 and left for dead like Steven Seagal in "Hard to Kill".

But then I faced the cross-dressing team formally known at Fantasy Virgin in week five and I remembered phrases that repeat…”I’m the defending champion”…”I’m the defending champion”.



So I took Defending Champion to the blood bank and avenged my loss in last year’s championship.

Then it was time for a matchup with What The Canuck? who was sporting a 4-1 record. Oh four-on-one you say?



Like in that scene the game was a beatdown of epic proportions.



Suddenly here is La Machine, 3-3 after throwing like six bears into outer space.



No, I am not dead yet.

Next up is Lobo’s team Predator Press and you know what that means…


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