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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