Opening day in Major League Baseball is right around the corner, and once again, I’ve forgotten the painful lessons of playing in two fantasy leagues with a dozen fanatics last year and have set myself up for a run at the bottom of the fantasy baseball rankings for the next five months. That means that I’ll be forking over another $100 ($50 each) just so I can distract myself from my day-to-day responsibilities competing in a virtual baseball league with people who allow themselves to be even more distracted than I.
One sign that is foreshadowing this upcoming season for my team, the Barack Yo Mamas: My starting 2nd baseman in one of my leagues has an injured anus. Oh Lord, please it’s going to be a long season!
