I’m 11-2. Playoffs start this week. I have Beckham. And Emmanuel Sanders. And I had Kareem Hunt.
Oh, I also picked up Tennessee’s defense, but our leagues stupid waiver system waits so long to freakin give you the player you picked up, and I had a busy week and I forgot to put them in by the time Thursday night’s game started. I remembered in the first quarter.
I have been the best team all year, and it all blows up on me at the end. SMh.