I have this friend, a friend that happens to be a member of the ChopStar Nation (once a Nationer, always a Nationer), but this friend's commitment to Fantasy Football is wavering. Let's call this friend Willy Queto (a pseudonym that is no where near his real name). And this W. Queto is a huge -- HUGE -- football fan. Granted he is mostly a college (GO BIG RED) football fan, but as even WQ would agree, when the Huskers ain't playing just about anything else will do, football is football. I know this because once, late, late at night Willy and I watched a re-run of the previous year's Division II Texas High School State Championship. Now, Willy and I were drunk at the time, too drunk to actually finish the game, but we were still both interested enough to look up the game's results on the internet the following day. That is love of the game.
Now that we've established WQ's love for the game, in all its inceptions, it is painfully hard for me to admit that WQ's love does not transfer to the Fantasy side of the game. Shocking I know. Unbelievable? I agree. I just don't get it. It is like someone claiming to have all the love in the world for man's best friend and then watching that same someone walk up to your own beloved family dog and then swiftly kick that very same dog through a hedge. You would be perplexed. You would be shocked. Most of all you would be angry...spitting mad. You'd want to grab this guy -- let's call him Willy Queto -- by the throat and throttle him. You'd want to throttle him and cause this certain someone as much discomfort as you believed your family dog just experienced as it flew through the air and had the misfortune to go through a hedge before it plummeted back to Earth. But mostly of all you'd want to know why, why Willy Queto, why do you claim to love something, but your actions say the exact opposite?
So, all this being said, I am at a complete loss as how to deal with a Mr. Willy Queto (I use the term Mr. loosely here) when he tells him he didn't have one of the greatest experiences of his entire life participating in the 2009 ChopStar Nation campaign (the campaign to end all campaigns...that is until this year). What is Fantasy Football Commissioner to do with such a wayward soul?
What should we do with our wavering soul?
Sad now.
ETL
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