Draft season is not only for the professionals

It’s that time of year again. We all know it is coming – it’s time for my fantasy baseball draft.

Fantasy baseball is great, it’s where every guy gets to be a general manager, and that’s why it is sweeping the nation.

To be honest, I don’t know why I play these games, instead of spending my time studying so I can get out of college.

I spend my mornings analyzing my batting order, seeing if Carlos Zambrano has good statistics against the Marlins and pondering why Brad Lidge played so good the one year I didn’t draft him.

In the early parts of 2000 you were looked at as a weirdo, a fanatic, if you played fantasy [insert sport] but the truth is, now it is so big that it is being put into movies and television shows.

Even my girlfriend plays fantasy football. She’s not very good because she picks players based on how cute they are, but she still plays.

The sad part is she still beats me on my NCAA basketball brackets by picking teams that are based on their uniform color or their mascot.

I would estimate that one out of every three males on the Sam Houston campus play fantasy sports and it really has developed its own language.

If I look at someone and say, “Who are you starting tomorrow?”

There’s a good chance they know what I am talking about.

What really cracks me up is the amount of time spent on these games.

I have a theory and it’s that every fantasy player spends more time thinking about their draft and daily line-ups than their actual job.

To that credit, they also probably spend more time thinking about it than their girlfriend as well.

Fantasy sports are a way to make guys feel less like nerds. It’s our own version of Dungeons and Dragons, minus the swords and the level three wizards spells.

But the same things happen every year and no one seems to get sick of it. I will draft a team I think is good, everyone will get hurt, and I will cry like a 3-year-old.

The good news is I have a high draft pick, and I will be all over Manny Ramirez like a hobo on a ham sandwich.

Anyway, for all the fantasy nuts out there I wish you a good luck, and remember, Go Cubs.

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