We prefer to be called little people, thank you! This week I was the smaller of the little people. Bill dwarfed me on the fantasy football field and almost doubled my score. It was worse than the time I beat him on a 90-yarb bomb from B-hen and turned and pointed as I caught and ran...and got tackled on the one.
But the mighty preppy giant didn't stop there. Oh no. He had a hotdog for lunch as well. Kyle decided he didn't need Jerr Porters two touchdowns in his lineup. He felt Wes Welker, 3rd down Wide Receiver, was a better start than a number one wide reciever. Therefore he wanted Bill to beat him by 4 points and let Bill tie up the Season Bet at 2-2.
There were some other games as well, but this week you have to be under 3 inches to get a writeup. Therefore since Steve is under three inches of dangling flesh (hung like a light switch), he gets a mini-writeup as well. The Nippler won. He is 4-0. Good Luck this week, Steeeve! (Reverse jinx)
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