Sep 08, 2008 08:28
If Tom is hurt the way my heart tells me he is hurt, then it will be a rough year for those of us who sleep under a Patriout's blanket everyday when he is not in Boston, or TDY but lets not mince too finely this point. I still have hope we can salvage as 10-6 season, but there was a bitter chill in the air this morning and dark omens abound.
In quasi-related fantasy football news, I am going to go 1-3 this week after getting PANTS in the Boston league by my starters having a case of the "suck" to hell and back. A woman I am quite fond of asked me if it was possible that maybe I should be okay with being dead average this year in my version of fantasy dominance, and while I do love her more than life itself, I had to tell her NO!
Ah well, luckily for me she can handle being with a man who makes her a football widow from August to Feb.