I don't care about football.
I think all season I've watched maybe 20 minutes of football. I'm not interested in it, I don't root for teams, and I think the league is a crock of shit that makes money from wife beaters and murderers, yet doesn't care about them enough to pad them and address the high propensity for major bodily injury.
I do play fantasy football. I drafted lucky, went 11-2 (2 games ahead of the rest of the league) and wound up in the finals this year. This week was the finals, so I pretended to care a little more about the games. But only so my players could do well.
Nutshell: I need the performances of a lifetime from my remaining RB (Cincinnati's RB Jeremy Hill) as well as the Denver Broncos' defense, on Monday night. They play each other. I'm fucked.
Glad this one's not for money.
I am proud of the name of my team though. Rex Ryan's Foot Fetish, you've done me proud.