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(Fantasy) Game On 2

A while back, my extended family and I started a fantasy football league. The first two weeks alone were full all of sorts of shenanigans, and that prompted me to write a blog post about it. Well, it's been a lot longer than two weeks, and I thought I should report out on how it all turned out.

First of all, my sister in law won the whole thing. Yup, I called it and/or jinxed myself back with that very first post. As it turned out, the stars aligned in the right way so that she won. Mind you, she was really getting into it, so I was amused the whole way through. I remember getting text messages in the middle of football games, and she definitely kept track of which team was playing at which time. That alone was amusing, but the contrast with her past record of hating (her word, not mine) football was what really put it over the top. It was hilarious to watch.

Now, the other thing to keep in mind was that there were two married couples in the running. I hadn't really thought about it at the beginning, but in the middle of the season, people were helping their spouses. Sometimes someone forgot to set their line up, so they got a friendly reminder from their spouse. I know I heard some talk about which player was a better pick for a given week. At the same time, I also heard rumblings of someone simply logging in for someone else and covering for them. I can't confirm these rumors, but my sister-in-law's brother was quite adamant that there was collusion. Though funnily enough, some of these same courtesies were not extended on the weeks that the spouses played each other.

The last interesting bit, which will become important later, was just how mad a couple of people got when the scores were recalculated. Every now and then, an NFL game will change a statistic after the fact. This usually involves something of an odd play that is outside of the norm, but it does happen. Maybe someone gets credited for catching a pass instead of running the ball because the league ruled that it was a forward pass. Like I said, it usually involves some sort of technicality. Most of the time, it really doesn't matter to anyone. If, however, you play a game where wins and losses are determined by those statistics, you probably care quite a bit when the NFL makes those changes.

Well, we had a few of those occurrences. They were sprinkled in throughout the whole season, and my sister-in-law was quite upset when she was docked a few points. I don't think it affected the outcome of that particular game, but still, it was the principle of the thing. What was far more amusing was when it decided the outcome of our championship game. As it turned out, my brother and his wife were playing against each other to determine the winner of the whole league, and it was a pretty close game. At first, he was dubbed the winner. However, there was a stat change on the day after, and it was just enough to nudge her past him for the lead. You should've seen the "I won! I won!" text messages after that.

Now, we haven't explicitly said that we're going to do this again next year, but I'm pretty much assuming the same cast of characters will be aboard. Put it this way: I suggested to my sister-in-law that there's a way to play fantasy sports with the Bachelor/Bachelorette shows, and she was super excited about it. I don't think that would've happened a few months back. I can't wait for next season.

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