...to fantasy baseball.
it's a sickness. seriously. i blame my boyfriend. he's
the one who introduced me to it. i love it because it makes me care about all of the games (instead of just
the AL east). i play
eamon this week and he is currently kicking my butt. that's okay. it's early yet. i keep telling myself this, and yet am constantly checking my stat tracker while i am working. it is
soooo distracting.
frak. one of
eamon's batter
just got another hit.
one thing i don't like about fantasy baseball (and this is pretty much the only thing): i find
myself cheering for
the yankees. that's right. my fantasy line-up includes
jorge "i look like a ferret"
posada,
derek jeter and
andy pettite. shoot me now.
sox game starts in about 40 minutes. opening day and schilling's on
the mound. life is good.
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