There’s a reason why I always understand why some people don’t wanna shake hands, or talk much about it after they lose, but they still gotta make sure to be a good sport. They shake hands, give their competition their due, talk about it, and move on. Ever since I started competing, I’ve always done so with the intention to win. There were the spelling bees at Newton Rayzor Elementary (Denton, Texas STAND UP), basketball games in high school, intramural games in college, bowling, Connect Four, or anything else when there’s competition involved. I don’t know how to play “just to play.” In the words of Herman Edwards, “you play to win the game.” If someone doesn’t understand, or they play just for fun, then I won’t compete with them, because I simply don’t know what that means, or how to do it.
With that being said, week two of the ETSF Fantasy Challenge had the battle of Dallas, Texas vs. Cincinnati, Ohio as my team (You Can’t Whoop Me) square up against Ed’s team (The Sooner State Lions). In the end, Ed prevailed, and I took the L. Chris Johnson was the MVP for Ed this week, as Houston let him run wind sprints up and down the field as he gained 46 points this week. Dallas Clark had a huge effort last night, putting up 24 points from the TE position. My boy Steve Smith, Carolina version, tried...but 13 points couldn't cut it against Ed this week. Minimal points from Davone Bess, Heath Miller, and those MISSED FIELD GOALS from Jeff Reed were the nails in the proverbial coffin.
Typical of a man who’s never won anything, Ed sent me countless blackberry messages throughout the day of his dominance over my squad. (Here's one from Ed - "Just thought you should know Chris Johnson has more fantasy points than your whole team. What size shirt you wear? XL? Great.) Like Rasheed Wallace once said, even the sun shines on a dog’s ass sometimes, and Sunday was Ed’s day to bask in the glory. His team won, which means he won the bet, which means I’ll be wearing a Jacksonville Jaguars t-shirt and posing for a picture, as stated by our wager.
When you see Ed in the street, on Facebook, or on Twitter, make sure to tell him congratulations, buy him a shot, treat him to lunch or dinner, or whatever else you feel should be done in the honor of a man who has accomplished the biggest feat of his life. He found a way to make a way out of no way. After all the shortcomings over the years, he did the impossible, the unthinkable, the unreasonable, the unrealistic, the unimaginable, and the unfathomable: he came, he saw…he got lucky.
As you can see, I’m still working on that good sportsmanship thing.
HOW MANY OF YOU GOT DESTROYED BECAUSE FRANK GORE WENT FOR 50+ POINTS ON SUNDAY? WHO'S YOUR FANTASY MVP? BREES? GORE? CHRIS JOHNSON? LET US KNOW!