The Projectors
Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2019 9:39 am
(Again, Part one and part two...)
"What do you need in each category to win the Main Event?"
"I don't know"
"WHAT?" "You've been in the NFBC for 15 years and you don't know?"
"Nope"
That was part of a conversation with an NFBC fella who is doing the Main Event for the first time this year. I told him where he could find those numbers and asked why he needed to know.
He was doing his 'projections' of players and was devising a plan to get all of his necessary numbers.
"You're wasting study time".
He took offense and told me that projections ARE a part of his study.
I know that we all have our different ways of preparing for the Main Event. In 2005, my first Main Event, I had a plan.
If possible and I had the right draft spot (no KDS back then), I was going to draft Johan Santana with my first pick and Roger Clemens with my eighth pick. David Ortiz was going to be my second pick, best player available third, Jose Reyes fourth.
Everybody else would be dictated by the flow of the draft.
That was my plan.
There was no ADP. What there were, was a few satelites at the NFBC and A LOT of mock drafts everywhere else.
I did mock drafts for three days before declaring them worthless.
Like a friend of mine said, "People are not the same when it's not their dick on the chopping block!"
It was a simple plan.
I ended up getting every player I targeted, along with getting more who had wonderful seasons.
I ran away with my league and finished second in the Overall.
At the time, there were four drafters in my draft who predicted a bad finish for my team.
They used projections.
I kept looking at my team, wondering what I had done wrong.
I got the players I wanted. I was very happy with my draft.
Yet, when the guys with the projections told me after the draft that I had wasted my money...
Their projection had left me with dejection.
My wife and I drove nine hours to get to Las Vegas to draft. We stayed in a cheap hotel off the strip that Friday night.
We checked out Saturday morning, so that I could draft and be on the road again.
She must have read that roster back to me a hundred times on the way back home.
Where had I gone wrong?
"What do you need in each category to win the Main Event?"
"I don't know"
"WHAT?" "You've been in the NFBC for 15 years and you don't know?"
"Nope"
That was part of a conversation with an NFBC fella who is doing the Main Event for the first time this year. I told him where he could find those numbers and asked why he needed to know.
He was doing his 'projections' of players and was devising a plan to get all of his necessary numbers.
"You're wasting study time".
He took offense and told me that projections ARE a part of his study.
I know that we all have our different ways of preparing for the Main Event. In 2005, my first Main Event, I had a plan.
If possible and I had the right draft spot (no KDS back then), I was going to draft Johan Santana with my first pick and Roger Clemens with my eighth pick. David Ortiz was going to be my second pick, best player available third, Jose Reyes fourth.
Everybody else would be dictated by the flow of the draft.
That was my plan.
There was no ADP. What there were, was a few satelites at the NFBC and A LOT of mock drafts everywhere else.
I did mock drafts for three days before declaring them worthless.
Like a friend of mine said, "People are not the same when it's not their dick on the chopping block!"
It was a simple plan.
I ended up getting every player I targeted, along with getting more who had wonderful seasons.
I ran away with my league and finished second in the Overall.
At the time, there were four drafters in my draft who predicted a bad finish for my team.
They used projections.
I kept looking at my team, wondering what I had done wrong.
I got the players I wanted. I was very happy with my draft.
Yet, when the guys with the projections told me after the draft that I had wasted my money...
Their projection had left me with dejection.
My wife and I drove nine hours to get to Las Vegas to draft. We stayed in a cheap hotel off the strip that Friday night.
We checked out Saturday morning, so that I could draft and be on the road again.
She must have read that roster back to me a hundred times on the way back home.
Where had I gone wrong?