No Idiots Allowed Fantasy League

I'm in second place. I put that down to the rest of the league not paying attention yet.

 

I've been hit with some slumps and real-life distractions that caused me to ignore my daily lineup for about a week.

I'm back on the ball, but this is a deeply flawed roster I've got.

 

Two more days left, Charley

Don't count the money just yet.

 

Hard times in the land of plenty:

No quarter asked, none given.

 

My entire fantasy baseball season has been a disaster so far. Awful in three leagues. When does football start?

 

Whenever Buck says so.

 

Well-played, Mr. Varrick.

 

Last Of The Independents.

 

If you were flying below the radar before those days are gone based on the standings this morning.

How fast can you run, Mr. Varrick?

 

So you're going to break out Rover on my ass, huh?

You're playing checkers. I'm playing human chess.

 

Trevor Plouffe is the Rook.

You may think he is on your side, but sooner or later he will betray you.

 

He is a temporary expedient until Machado comes off the DL. I'm well aware of his brief shelf life.