It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.
As you can probably gather from the title, it’s been a while since I’ve done Fantasy Baseball. In fact, the last time was eight years ago with this guy (who has an awesome last name) was still in the big leagues. So decided to plunge myself into the deep, murky waters again when a forum of uber baseball geeks decided to fire up a league on yahoo’s fantasy sports portal, partly because it was a decent turnout, partly because I knew it’d be a passionate group, and partly because of boredom. So after a Sunday of drafting, laughter, calls of “overdraft!” and the bitching of those hung over from yesterdays festivities, I give you the line-up that I open the season with.
When I talk sports with friends of mine, it’s always interesting to see what their first sports memory is. For some it’s their first hit playing tball. Others, its a football game they watched with their father. For myself though, mine would be unique in that the sport would be curling. It wouldn’t be a tv event, but watching my father and the team that he was a part of for over two decades playing at the local club’s most prestigious bonspiel, the hootenanny. From what I was told years later, based on the description of the it, it was when the old club still existed, which burnt to the ground decades ago, so pretty decent for a kiddo that could probably barely walk ten steps without falling on his face.
For the last year I’ve been writing for a sports site that I owned named The Sports Blog Network. While it sadly ended up like most sites on the internet and folded due to lack of interest of the populace, it was a good time. Made some new friends, helped some old ones get their portfolio of writing filled out, and overall was a worthwile endevour that maybe one day I’ll look into starting again. (more…)
One of the things that I do for hobbies is to play a game called Out of the Park baseball. It’s a baseball text simulator, which for those that weren’t around when MUD’s were a big thing, means that it’s completely text based game. No fancy graphics rendering or any other eye candy to be had, heck you could probably play this on the computer that your father uses in the basement that weights more then your dog and looks like it could withstand a nuclear blast. One of the big things about this game is the online communities that spring up, where folks that have the game participate in online leagues, controlling teams that all play for the championship every year, just like the real thing. (more…)