Eh, I just don’t really feel like writing a Stock Down. Everything is
all good in the ‘hood. My championship run continues…
Finally! I scored a shitload of points, and I actually won. Just to
recap my recent frustrations, in my last 4 losses, I have scored
100.10, 129.24, 68.86, and 117.33 points – an average of 103.9 per
week. Brian, I’m sorry. But I had to win one of these shootouts.
Despite drafting Pau Gasol (out until January) and Stromile Swift
(out for season), I still love my team. Randomly getting the first
pick and Lebron James was a nice start, but filling out my lineup
with J-Kidd, J-Rich, Baron Davis, Zach Randolph, and Chris
Kaman, I don’t think I can be stopped. Brian, print the certificate.
For some reason, you gave the Seattle defense and additional 8
points, which pushed my weekly score over 130. Thank you very
much.
Not for any of the 4 million reasons that he can be Stock Up
(fucker), but for his St. Louis Cardinals winning the World Series
in a most unlikely fashion – behind the arm of Jeff Weaver and
the lack of ability of the Detroit pitchers to field a batted ball. If
you were one of the many who didn’t watch any of the series, you
didn’t miss much.
Two of my favorites are celebrating birthdays. HAPPY BIRTHDAY
BOYS! Rich, as a birthday present, I will give you a loss in Week
9. Gregg, as a birthday present, I will give you the opportunity to
make guacamole for me again.
OK…here we go. On Friday, February 16th at 6:45 am, Marc
Epstein, Brian Sherman, and Jason Sherman will be boarding a
plane to New Orleans, landing in the Big Easy at noon. Rich, I
thank you for being a gracious host in advance, and I apologize
in advance for puking on your carpet. Brock, get your ass a
plane ticket. Watson, save up for the casinos. Yeung, have your
girlfriend sign the permission slip. You mahoneys still have time
to book your tickets for what will be remembered as an all-time
ROFFL weekend.