(Toledo, OH) I am, without a doubt, hopelessly addicted to fantasy football. I obsessively read football stats online, watch televised NFL games while clutching my laptop, and cannot sleep on Monday nights until all of the scores are in.
This year, however, I have restrained myself and joined only one league, a group of fellow afficianados who have played in a league that is celebrating its twelfth season. At $70 per owner, the fees are reasonable, and the $175 for winning the fantasy Super Bowl is not exactly like winning the lottery.
It's all about the bragging rights, as every fantasy owner knows.
My team, the Brooks Bombers, has dominated the league the last two regular seasons, and my 30-18-1 record (.648 percentage) over the previous two campaigns is impressive. However, my teams have folded in the playoffs each of the last two years.
The Brooks Bombers are much like the Indianapolis Colts: great regular seasons and toothless tigers in the playoffs.
Left: Pinning my Super Bowl hopes on Tiki
I had one of my best drafts ever this preseason, and I enter the year with a balanced 18-player team that has considerable depth. My running back pool of Tiki Barber, Steven Jackson, Reuben Droughns, and Kevin Jones should insulate me from the injuries that have plagued me at that position the last two years.
I am banking on a healthy Randy Moss to bounce back and become a premier wide reciever again, and I am projecting Jake Plummer (with the addition of WR Javon Walker) to jump to being a top-five quarterback.
Thus, it is now time to scan the last-minute injury reports and prepare to watch the Bombers defeat division rival Cold Blooded, whose owner is still pissed about a few trades we have made ( I conned him out of Peyton Manning last year after the Indy QB had a slow start).