If you know me, then you know that there is nothing that I get up for more than fantasy football. Well, other than fantasy baseball I guess. I have a history of success in baseball, a streak of second-place finishes dating back to sophomore year in high school culminating in a long-awaited championship in 2004. I have also won a fantasy basketball crown, and been competitive in fantasy hockey and golf. For some reason, I always choke during football season. I do more research than anyone else in my league and I feel that I am as or more knowledgeable than my competitors, but for some reason it never works out for me. Coming off of a 9th place finish last year, and with plenty of time on my hands to prep, I KNEW that 2005 would be my year.
Pre-season
The first order of business was to figure out a team name. The name is important, but nothing to stress over. It should be short, clever, end in an “s” unlike those questionable WNBA and MLS team names (like “Galaxy” and “Storm”), and say a little something about yourself without being too much of an inside joke. Fantasy Football writer Matthew Brown advises “when choosing your name, remember that it is an extension of you.” The worst fantasy sports name of all time was the Tan Sox, the best is a toss-up between the Minnesota Benders and anything involving my buddy Jeff’s hot mom. If you don’t know what a Minnesota bender is, well, I can’t really show you over the computer without being creepy, and if you don’t know Jeff’s mom then I feel bad for you, she’s hot.
Anyway, I decided to go with the “Flutie Flakes” for the 2006 campaign, paying homage to one of the greatest athletes in Boston history. Two weeks before the draft, before anyone else was even talking about it, was doing research. Mainly Peter King, the SI preview issue, ESPN Insider’s projections, and fantasyfootball.com’s expert opinions. I felt like I had a perfect strategy: take the best running back available with my first two picks, then take the best QB left with my third, followed by that QB’s main target with my 4th pick (a strategy about compound interest or something, getting double points every time they hook up). I would also look to pick a tight end earlier than usual to ensure a go-to-guy in the redzone. Finally, I would shoot for either the Ravens or Patriots defenses and two kickers who play their home games in a dome. Perfect.
Draft Day
I walk around all day like a jewish kid on the first night of hannukah. Waiting for 6:00 pm, too excited to do anything else. Five minutes before the first pick we find out the draft order. This is a good time to introduce the league.
1st pick- Parker
2- Neale
3- Steve
4- Shaun’s brother Ryan
5- Yours Truly
6- Travis
7- Jay
8- Craig’s friend Dan
9- My friend Mike from Boston
10- Shaun
11- Craig
12- Rory
The draft goes as expected for the first four picks: LT, Peyton, Shaun MVP Alexander, and Priest Holmes. I’m up with pick 5 and have a bit of a decision to make but not really, Edgerrin James is the smart pick. Edge it is. The rest of the first round saw a bunch of guys that turned out to be terrible fantasy players in 2005. Randy Moss (6th) and Marvin Harrison (12th) were solid, but Culpepper, McGahee, Corey Dillon, Jamal Lewis and Julius Jones did not live up to expectations.
The second round was very frustrating for me. I was waiting patiently with the 8th pick in the round for my other running back, hoping that Tiki Barber would fall into my lap, giving me a great 1-2 backfield of guys who could run as well as catch passes out of the backfield. And having a Manning on their teams doesn’t hurt them either. Well, as expected Tiki was taken with the 19th overall pick, leaving me a decision at 20: do I stick with my guns and take the best running back available (the always reliable Packer Ahman Green) or grab a stud QB (Tom Brady) or a top wideout (TO). I decide that I won’t stray from my game plan and I snag Green at the buzzer. TO went promptly at 21 and Parker closed out the first round with Chad Johnson at 24, which turned out to be a great pick.
The third round is where everything fell apart for me. I was banking on Brady being available, but Ryan took him a pick before me. I then made the mistake that would cost me fantasy football immortality for another year. “With the 29th pick in the 2005 Ithaca Football League draft, the Flutie Flakes select Michael Vick, from the Atlanta Falcons.” If this were a real draft the room would have sounded like it did on Chapelle’s racial draft when the Latino’s drafted Elian Gonzalez. Dead silence. This was like THE no brainer of fantasy football: never, ever, under any circumstances draft Michael Vick. They should call him Iceberg for the way he causes teams to sink.
The rest of the draft was basically a scramble, trying to make up for the boner I pulled in the third round. I snagged the Falcons tight end Alge Crumpler in the fourth round, therefore completing my compound interest and solid tight end strategies. I took the Pats D in the fifth and Jags WR Jimmy Smith in the sixth. By round seven I realized that Vick may not be good enough to start, so I’d better get another quarterback. Jaguar Byron Leftwich was there, so I was able to get, like, double double compound interest. Michael Bennett, who I thought was going to start for the Vikings was my 8th man chosen, and dome kicker Jeff Wilkins was my 9th. I don’t even remember my last six picks, just glimpses of another indoor kicker (Detroit’s Hanson) and another Jags wideout (Reggie Williams). The rest of the guys are meaningless, I don’t think any of them were on my final roster anyway. It was bad, I’m taking like Jermaine Wiggins and J.J. Arrington bad.
Parker probably had the best draft, starting with the top pick Tomlinson, but also snagging Carson Palmer and Chad Johnson (compound interest bullshit), Carolina’s defense and Matt Hasselbeck, the best back-up QB in our league. There were a lot of sleepers (players who turned out to be great, but went later than they should have, for those of you who aren’t into this sort of thing), like Steve Smith (Shaun took him in the 5th round with the 58th pick), Cadillac Williams (107th, Craig), Larry Johnson (154th, Shaun), Chicago’s D (90th to Jay), Tampa Bay’s D (136th, Mike), and Santana Moss (100th, Ryan). As you can see, I had none of these sleepers, I had the guys who Peter King, Sports Illustrated, and ESPN said would be sleepers, most of which turned out to suck.
The Season
I was planning on providing a weekly look-back of my season, but by Week 4 I was so depressed that I scrapped the idea and settled on a quick Top 5 Things That Killed My Fantasy Football Season List, to sum-up the demise of the Flutie Flakes.
5. I drafted Michael Vick (aka Ron Mexico) in the 3rd round. He didn’t even START for my team, Byron Leftwich and Mark Brunell ended up sharing that role.
4. My team name just wasn’t good enough to make up for my lackluster draft. While Flutie Flakes wasn’t my worst name ever, it certainly wasn’t the best in our league. Parker’s “Milwaukee’s Best” takes the cake, with Travis’ not as original but ironically funny “Milwaukee’s Worst” coming in second.
3. I had to play Parker twice. LT, Carson, and the gang beat my poor Flakes 119-58 in week 2 and 88-59 in week 13.
2. Second round pick Ahman Green scored less points in the 4 games combined before his season-ending injury than Tomlinson averaged on a mediocre afternoon.
1. I forgot the most important rule in fantasy sports: have fun. I got so wrapped up in scouting and studying that I lost my entire feel for the game. I had my head so deep in spreadsheets that I forgot the reason that I was doing it all, because I love sports. I know that Vick doesn’t throw many touchdown passes, that he gets hurt a lot and throws way too many interceptions. I know this because I’ve seen him play over 20 times, at Virginia Tech and Atlanta, and I have commented on how much he would suck for a fantasy team. I should have gone with my gut instead of my game plan. So what if I promised myself I would take a running back with the 2nd pick, I should have taken Tom Brady instead. Not because he is much more handsome than Ahman Green (which he totally is) but because he’s the shit, and I knew in my heart that he would have a money year. I was so busy adding and dropping players (I made 36 moves, most in the league by 20. The guy who won the championship made 3) that I forgot to use the message board for its true purpose: to talk as much shit as humanly possible. I should have talked about people’s mothers, sisters, future daughters, and how I was going to kick their ass. Thats what fantasy sports are all about, and I lost sight of all that. I won’t make the same mistake next year.
Oh, before I go, just wanted to make a Super Bowl prediction…
Steelers 21
Seahawks 10
MVP: Hines Ward





