I have the cold that just will not die! I think it’s been more than ten years since I’ve had a cold that has kicked my ass like this. And it won’t go away, no matter how much OJ I drink, hours I sleep, NyQuil I chug… I’m still hacking up a lung and blowing my nose. Damn the person who spread these germs to me! Whoever you are! *waves fist*
On the bright side, football season is quickly approaching, as evidenced by my fantasy football league holding its draft today. And when I tell you I hate my team, I really hate my team. Both Tom Brady and Wes Welker were swept up right from under me! I ended up drafting *gasp* Phillip Rivers for my QB. At least if he sucks, thus making my team suck, I won’t care much. Worst case scenario, I drafted Baltimore’s Joe Flacco as my back-up.
I was able to draft Brandon Jacobs for running back (yay!) and at tight end I drafted Visanthe Shiancoe, who you might remember as the poor guy who was frontally nude on national television last season: