A local homosexual managed to win his fantasy football league, much to the shock and amazement of his fellow fake football team managers.
Despite a pitiful track record in the past, and despite repeated instances of blatent, gross incompetence, somehow, by some incredible manifestation Flapjack won the fantasy football league. I have no idea how this finally happened. I guess this is parity in its most sinister form.
The good news for the rest of us is that he retains his title of Beer Bitch until the beginning of the 2007-2008 draft in August. The bad news is that now he gets to rant and rave with some real gloat behind it. His insane postings used to be comical and ignorable. Now I guess we have to kind of listen to him. How can the perennial league doormat rise to this level? God only knows. God and the voodoo preist Flapjack undoubtedly paid.
So congratulations, you clown. I guess even a blind dog finds a bone sometimes. You demanded a blog posting in your honor to commemorate the occasion of your championship, and here it is. Be careful what you wish for.
Monday, January 1, 2007
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