Sunday was my fantasy football league's annual draft. Held every year at the local Round Table Pizza we all got together and make our picks. Mocking ensued as each of us made some interesting choices, but overall we had a good time. My team is not as solid as I'd like, but I did okay considering my draft order. The Nashville Tax Burdens should have a decent year.
I'm so pumped that football season is back. Finally a real major sport is upon us after months of dealing with candy asses tossing a small ball around a diamond. For the next few months I will get to enjoy good beer, quality hard hitting play, and hot cheerleaders. What more could Wiwille ask for?
"When your arm gets hit, the ball is not going to go where you want it to." - John Madden