Wednesday, August 30, 2006

My Fantasy Life is a Rollercoaster

Went to bed last night up 2 points, woke up this morning down .5. Whoa is me and my slowly sinking fake baseball squad. Where have you gone, Jim Thome? Why has your hamstring forsaken me?

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Papelbon Apparently Off The Juice

After a storybook beginning to his major league fake baseball career, Vinnies Pizzeria closer Jonathan Papelbon has hit the skids, prompting league-wide speculation that the young hurler is off the juice. "I've heard the rumors, believe me," says GM Josh Aiello, "and we're on it. I've been down in the basement till 3 am every night this week, and trust me when I tell you I'm on the cusp of a major illicit pharmaceutical breakthrough." If true, the development will come just in time, as the team appears stuck in a statistical nosedive of dotcom stock proportions.

"We need all the help we can get, a secret weapon," confirms head trainer Nehal Aiello. "From what I've seen of Josh's homemade chemistry set, Papelbon should be able strike out the side, hop on a bike, and win the Tour De France after we start shooting him up with this stuff. Our GM is a real visionary."

Of course, there is always the possibility that the serum will fail. In fact, the whole effort has raised eyebrows around the league. "Please, this is the same guy who hung on to Eric Byrnes like he was a liferaft on the Titanic. Now he's in the lab, working on a super steroid? I'll believe it when I see it." The sentiment, from rival GM Bill Griffith, was echoed around the league. Aiello, however, could only scoff. "They'll believe it when my magnificent creation lives!!!" shouted the wild-haired GM before retreating to the dank musty confines of his basement laboratory.

Friday, August 04, 2006

An Apology to My Faithful Readers (Both of You)

It's been forever, I know. I keep meaning to post, but then I don't. Here are some excuses:

1. Unbelievable laziness.
2. The goddamn unrelenting heat wave.
3. Trying to be productive (job hunting, etc.) instead of blogging.
4. My fantasy team is just so unspeakably awesome it's hard to think of jokes about it.
5. Netflix
6. I've been drunk for much of the past month.
7. Three months and still no book deal? What's the point?
8. Considered doing a pictorial history of the Vinnies Pizzeria fake baseball club, then realized this would constitute some pathetic line in the sand from which there would be no return.

Okay, this isn't funny at all. That's why I haven't been writing. I've got nothing. Nothing except a second place fantasy team, that is.