Stop asking me to play in your fantasy football league.
I hate rejecting people because I know what it feels like. To be rejected by someone/something you love. But damn it, I just can’t do this anymore. It’s not you, it’s me.
OK no, it is you, because you keep asking me to play in your league. I love you all, but I love my limit more: Three fantasy football leagues per season. No more, no less (yet). It’s the perfect number for me.
I’ve done upwards of six fantasy football leagues in the past. After that season, I wanted to quit playing fantasy football altogether. I hated it. I spent more time managing rosters than I did watching football. That’s terrible and true.
(I am, however, a little proud that 5-of-those-6 teams made the fantasy playoffs and two played for titles, one championship, though I killed myself — seemingly — doing it.)
But that’s not even a terrible number of leagues. I’ve heard of guys doing 100s of fantasy football leagues a season. How do you even …
So here’s the breakdown of my three yearly leagues. First league is my main keeper league with old friends (high school and college buddies). Been doing that league since 1998. It’s a mainstay, and I’ll play that one as long as everyone else participates. There’s even a short waiting list to get in this league. It’ll die with us.
Second league is usually a team/work league. Either my current ultimate frisbee team (I can hear your snickering through the Internet) or an office league. Right now, I’m the youngest male at my office by 20 years, so that’s not an option because these guys are still reading newspapers every day. It would be way too complicated to do fantasy football by hand again. That’s so 1998.
Third league is a blogger/expert league because of The Hazean. Have to defend my reputation online against other industry leaders. Sadly have not won the “expert” league yet, but my teams have been competitive. That sounds a lot like saying “She’s got a good personality.” We all know what that means.
And that’s it folks. Three leagues per year for me. I could see that number going down in the future, BUT NEVER UP. Anymore than that and I’m tapping out. This is the only way I can still enjoy playing fantasy football and blogging about it as well. I hope you understand. I still want you in my life, OK? Let’s just be friends.
So, what’s your number?