Somehow I got hoodwinked into joining a Fantasy Football league with the Fella some friends. Now, I'm fairly well-versed in football rules, at least for a girl from a non-football family. But teams? Players? Please, I'm totally lost. So the Fella's been kind enough to manage my team, and I've been kind enough to act like Al Davis, badmouth him to the media, and threaten the axe after every defeat. (Hey, I am in Raider country, after all!)
This week, we play each other.
I could make some geeky jokes about fiduciary duty, but instead I'll just say: This is gonna get ugly.