I added another thing to my “Thought I’d Never do THAT” list by joining a Fantasy Football League. Here’s how I feel about Fantasy Football:
- Conflicted. I get mildly interested in some games that the Pittsburgh Steelers (born there, saw the 4 Super Bowl championships in the 70s) and Chicago Bears (live here, saw 1985 happen) play. I want them to win the games they play. But I also often want individual people who play for their opponents do great as well
- Mentally unprepared. In order to be successful in Fantasy Football, one has to be relatively cold-hearted about people. You add people and drop people. You use people when you need them and get rid of them when they get injured. Not conducive to long-term relationship building, no?
- Picky. Yesterday I wanted the Giants to score a touchdown against Minnesota in the closing minutes of the game, but what I really wanted was for Eli Manning to throw for a long touchdown, not for some do-nothing running back who I don’t “own” score from one yard out
In the end, being conflicted, mentally unprepared, and picky is not really super-fun. I’ve had about enough of Fantasy Football