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They Call Him The Breeze



by nonamedufus

I don't want to talk about it. The stars certainly are not aligned to help the nebulous nonames make the fantasy league playoffs after our loss this past weekend - our third straight loss. But like I said: I don't want to talk about it.




Your humbled servant went up against Bourbon Blasters this week. He came away on the wrong end of the biggest blowout of the week. What happened? This happened...


"They call me the breeze"


Breeze? Hell, Monday night this was the weather formation that settled over the New Orleans Super Dome as Brees racked up forty-frakin'-five fantasy points. What the hell do they put in this guy's gatorade? 

45 point gale force winds

Yep, Drew wasn't a breeze. He was a god-damn hurricane blowing out the nonames to the tune of 134-92.

The playoffs are now only a remote possibility for the nonames. #1 Purple Drank and #2Predator Press have already clinched a spot. Bourbon Blasters and Renal Failure are in third and fourth spot respectively as nonames sits at fifth spot with 6-6-0.

4-8-0 Bald Spots is nonames competition Week 13. In Week 14 we're up against 2-9-1 Multiple Scorgasms. Seemingly easy matches for nonames. But as we've seen over the last 3 weeks, just about anything can happen in fantasy football.

Frak.


This post originally appeared at Humor Bloggers Fantasy Football League Blog.

Comments

Nicky said…
Poor Dufus. Do you want to call my brother? He's a really funny guy, according to some, and can really kick a person when their football team is down. Lemme know...
nonamedufus said…
Next year I'm joining a women's beach volleyball fantasy league. Would your brother and Jepeto like to join me?
Stef Papenfuss said…
What would Tebow say or do?
nonamedufus said…
He'd probably ask me to pray with him.
Nicky said…
Jepeto says he's in!
Stef Papenfuss said…
You can kneel and pray in front of your computer, just like Tebow!
nonamedufus said…
Here's hoping it works!
nonamedufus said…
That's great. Tell him we have to do a lot of time-consuming research between now and draft day. I hope he's up to it.

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