Bare Cupboards vs. The Chefs
For my team, moral victories are going to be the only ones that count. Think of this is me ascending a steep mountain, only to reach the cliff top, fingertips clasped to the edge, and then Derek steps on them and I plummet into the fantasy depths. Bye weeks make this a little closer than it should be, but that's hardly a comfort - there's just too much talent there - Derek stops me out.
PDC vs. Urban Achiever
Oh, the optimism of the fallen -how foolhardy faint hope makes some people. No Ryan, Reggie Bush doing well was like a miraculous shooting star firing purple sparks against an orange-pink sunset. It won't happen again. What will happen is Paul pulling out a victory, albeit another close one - put the blame there on Rivers dropping the ball more than actually passing it - luckily (questionably) Eli Manning becomes the savior against a 32nd ranked NE defense.
Lonesome Kicker vs. Dirty D
Could this be the last of Tebow? For meme's sake, I hope not. Kind of a weird matchup - I think Dennis' team should be better then they are - maybe it's the fact he tends to end up in shoot outs, but always seems to get the wrong end of the human centipede. No matter, takes Ian down to his naked puzzle basement. Ian has some talent, but Tebow and Tolbert aren't enough this week, and Dennis emotionally cripples Miller.
Reckoner vs. Downs Burns
If it wasn't for the ongoing mental retardation of some of Wayne's opponents, like those who depend on NE running backs, his record might not be so luminous. This week is a real test with resurgent Lindsay and his once laughable depth now working in his favor. I think this week we see who the pretender is - my money's on Wayne....losing. If Vick continues playing at a high level, nothing Cam Newton can do can counter it - and I'd taken my chances with Bolden, Marshall and Jackson over a one-dimensional Welker and Where's Waldo Brandon Lloyd Weber.
Banana Grabbers vs. The North
A disastrous fantasy football season is often more beautiful and more enthralling than a good one - a lot of times, a good season is all about luck and the occasional smart draft or pickup. An epically bad season takes a lot more anti-luck and poor decisions, compounding on each other until it reaches critical mass and implodes in upon itself like a black hole. At this point, Larry's team has nearly reached singularity - all Bryan's team has to do is step to the side and walk on by, but and here's a big but....I don't think we're there yet...for this week, I'm gonna go with Larry - my brain says no, but my gut says yes (or maybe it's late night Wendy's - I guess they are kind of the same thing).
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