INCURABLE
Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 4:50 am
Every year in August and early September, the Boards grow silent (well, except for me
).
Reasons are many.
Football is starting up and many are dual fantasy players.
The surprises in baseball are now not surprises, but part of the scenery.
The dog days are here.
None of these maladies affect me.
Although football was once a passion of mine and got me into fantasy sports, it has more misses than hits for me.
Fantasy football itself, at least in my mind, has gone beyond 50% luck.
For me, that changes the game from one of skill to a game of chance.
But, this isn't about ragging on football or to discuss the percentage of luck involved with fantasy sports, no, this is about going to a sports psychologists to get fantasy baseball out of my mind.
To live like others live.
To have fun in the company of others without thinking if my pitcher is getting bombed or if I made the right move at 3b with a speed guy and not power.
So, I went to the Doc.
He decided after listening to my story to play a game of word association.
Here's how it went-
Family-
"We are family, Pirates."
Kids-
"Steve Strasburg, Bryce Harper"
Christmas-
"The Draft"
Circle-
"Change"
Square-
"It up"
Diamond-
"Field"
One-
"Fastball"
Two-
"Curve"
...."No wait, Lets play two"
Rip Van Winkle-
"Sleeper, but I hate that term!"
Lincoln-
"Brad"
Washington
"Claudell"
Bush-
"League"
The Doc looked at me.
"You used that free coupon in the paper for our first session, didn'y you?"
"Of course, Doc, you think I'd pay for this!?
Fun game though"
"I'm afraid we're going to need 25 sessions at the least to help you with your problem."
"Problem? I never thought of it as a problem.
I just wanna live like others if only for a day."
"That should manifest itself the day the season ends, right?"
"Heck no!
That's the day the Pre-Mature E-Draftulation draft starts for 2012!"
The Doc pulled out my paperwork and stamped it with one of the five imprinters on his desk. He handed me the paperwork.
"Get out of my office."
I left.
I left thinking that maybe the way I am, is the way I am.
Mathemeticians are enamored with pie or 3.14.......
I think of it as a good E.R.A.
Every Sunday, pastors preach about what's wrong or right.
I think about Chien-Ming Wang and David Wright.
I don't know whether it was the 'talk' with the Doc or not, but by the time I got home, I was ok with myself once again.
It's just the way I am.
I put my keys and paperwork from the Doc on the table.
I saw the imprint that the Doc had made on the paperwork.
INCURABLE
Smart guy that Doc.

Reasons are many.
Football is starting up and many are dual fantasy players.
The surprises in baseball are now not surprises, but part of the scenery.
The dog days are here.
None of these maladies affect me.
Although football was once a passion of mine and got me into fantasy sports, it has more misses than hits for me.
Fantasy football itself, at least in my mind, has gone beyond 50% luck.
For me, that changes the game from one of skill to a game of chance.
But, this isn't about ragging on football or to discuss the percentage of luck involved with fantasy sports, no, this is about going to a sports psychologists to get fantasy baseball out of my mind.
To live like others live.
To have fun in the company of others without thinking if my pitcher is getting bombed or if I made the right move at 3b with a speed guy and not power.
So, I went to the Doc.
He decided after listening to my story to play a game of word association.
Here's how it went-
Family-
"We are family, Pirates."
Kids-
"Steve Strasburg, Bryce Harper"
Christmas-
"The Draft"
Circle-
"Change"
Square-
"It up"
Diamond-
"Field"
One-
"Fastball"
Two-
"Curve"
...."No wait, Lets play two"
Rip Van Winkle-
"Sleeper, but I hate that term!"
Lincoln-
"Brad"
Washington
"Claudell"
Bush-
"League"
The Doc looked at me.
"You used that free coupon in the paper for our first session, didn'y you?"
"Of course, Doc, you think I'd pay for this!?
Fun game though"
"I'm afraid we're going to need 25 sessions at the least to help you with your problem."
"Problem? I never thought of it as a problem.
I just wanna live like others if only for a day."
"That should manifest itself the day the season ends, right?"
"Heck no!
That's the day the Pre-Mature E-Draftulation draft starts for 2012!"
The Doc pulled out my paperwork and stamped it with one of the five imprinters on his desk. He handed me the paperwork.
"Get out of my office."
I left.
I left thinking that maybe the way I am, is the way I am.
Mathemeticians are enamored with pie or 3.14.......
I think of it as a good E.R.A.
Every Sunday, pastors preach about what's wrong or right.
I think about Chien-Ming Wang and David Wright.
I don't know whether it was the 'talk' with the Doc or not, but by the time I got home, I was ok with myself once again.
It's just the way I am.
I put my keys and paperwork from the Doc on the table.
I saw the imprint that the Doc had made on the paperwork.
INCURABLE
Smart guy that Doc.