I'm the lone girl in a league of 12, but I was lucky enough to get third pick in the draft. With the rankings (and Dustin) as my guide, I ended up with a lineup to make all of Dustin's friends jealous - Aaron Rodgers, Adrian Peterson, BenJarvus Green-Ellis, and a bunch of other guys I have a hard time remembering but who are apparently pretty bad-ass as well. Beyond my lucky picks, though, I am a complete dolt with this Fantasy Football stuff. It's a bit more involved than I had expected.
I thought once I picked my team in the draft that the "work" was over, that I was all set and would be able to just sit back and watch all my players do their victory dance for the next four months. That is, until Dustin sent me some frantic texts on the first day of Week 1 that I needed to set my lineup. My what?! I had to scramble to download the app to my prehistoric iPhone 3GS (iPhone 5 delivers in mere hours, baby!! woohoo!) and rearrange all my players to ensure the ones projected to score the most points were starting for me.
During Week 1 I tried to diligently keep up with Adrian Peterson's health situation as his name had a big red "Q" next to it all weekend, and it still did as of Sunday morning, so I kept him on my bench. Of course I wasn't paying attention when he decided to play at the last minute, and I missed out on his incredible 20-point performance.
But the real goof-up came tonight at the start of Week 3 starting. I had a kicker who was projected to make very few points this week so Dustin suggested I drop him and pick up a free agent. Now, I had only one kicker on my team to begin with so he was my starter by default. I went ahead and dropped him to pick up a kicker with a better projection, and I assumed that he would automatically be plunked down into the same starting spot where my castoff kicker had been. I then got distracted by the 13 other tabs I had open on Chrome (is there a Hoarders for internet surfing?) and continued browsing for window treatments and eye shadows.
Later on tonight I checked the score and noticed that I had less playtime left than my opponent, yet none of my players were in play. Hmmm.. that seems peculiar... so then I looked back at my lineup and saw a big fat NOTHING in my kicker spot!!
I scrolled down to the bottom of the page, and there he was, on my bench! And of course this kicker, Lawrence Tynes, was the only player on my team who was playing this evening instead of Sunday or Monday, so it was too late for me to move him into the starting spot - and too late for me to capture the TWENTY points that he scored (which I hear is pretty freakin' amazing for a kicker).
I think it all boils down to the fact that the girly girl in me really just doesn't care all that much about football, so I haven't paid enough attention to really learn the Fantasy application or the minute-by-minute status of my players. The boys are starting to prey on my naivete, too - one of Dustin's best friends sent me a trade proposal tonight which I immediately forwarded to Dustin, who scoffed at the apparently ridiculous offer and sent his friend a snarky rejection text on my behalf.
Despite my halfhearted interest in the game, I must admit it is fun to talk smack with the boys, since a lot of Fantasy Football success is determined by luck and I still have a decent chance at kicking their butts no matter how versed they are in scoring stats. And yelling at the TV is pretty fun, too! :)