more talking shit in my fantasy baseball league

as always, respect. you know what, i'm winning 3/4 leagues this year and like, it's an honor and a privledge to lose to you ever year. that means when i do finally like wake up for a draft and care, cuz i care because you do, bo jackson's hip where'd you get the idea for v2 v3 v4 v5?!@ mm-hmm.

one of these years, homo, i live in a world of cubs fans... we talk about the year, cuz you know like, honestly, i'd lose all my other 3 leagues by 30 points EACH to win this one. and you know i mean it... i dont want to beat you in fantasy football in fact the curse of clinton portis means i'll never win

ooh real quick, THE CURSE OF CLINTON PORTIS (scary music)

semi-finals of a nfl.com league in my first year of fantasy. i'm playing the powerhouse of the league, aka the team with priest fucking holmes when he had the fucking in his name, the ding dongs. god has an awesome sense of humor when the powerhouse in the league is named the ding dongs... your mighty football team here, guess what i called them?!@ anything but the cicero rockstars. welp, i go into the 3:15 or 4:15 for you eastern time motherfuckers games down like 38 points. all i have left is clinton portis. mind you, this is week 16 because like, nfl.com that year had the league championship in week 17.

so like, i go "clinton portis, if you drop 40 on me i'm buying your fucking jersey"

sure enough, clinton portis drops something like 42-43 points (10 yards/point league rah rah rah. he ran for like 200+ and a TD or 2) i win 128-124 easily the most impressive fantasy football victory i'd ever have and you know what!?@

i didnt buy the jersey.

so like, next week, weak 17 this dude damien from texas we used to post on actualfacts.com hiphophead. he plays me in the championship and i end up losing to him 54-48. why?!@ week 17: not a real week of fantasy football.

since then i've been the juggernaught in the league, but i inexplicably lose in the playoffs. i've been the underdog making it into the playoffs wild card style and BLAM. and right now i dont have the money to buy an OG broncos #26 portis. so until i do, i cant play fantasy football, i know i will forever lose, and such is the curse of clinton portis.

now all i have in fantasy baseball is the curse of chris jagalla, but i'mma remove that like WATCH ME DRAFT MY TEAM NEXT YEAR, ASSHOLE@#$%@#%

it's all love. until we start making waiver wire moves.

if you guys put a 75 move limit in next year, i'm going to make a better league and subvert everyone to play in it.

the 75 move limit is RETARDED. dude, we're all friends, we're smart, and the guy who made 60000 moves a year or two ago LOST TO THE GUY WHO RUNS THE LEAGUE?!@ AHEM, DUDE, IF YOU'RE MAKING ALL THOSE MOVES YOU'RE EITHER 1) ME OR 2) DESPERATE. so let a player play foreal next year, altho, how badass is it for me to say FUCK IT and go balls out no moves with a month or two left cuz if you think i play games to win them, you're right, but dude ask any baseball fan, if you get hung up on winniung and winning only, you miss the pure fun of the game: playing it.