I'm not a woman.
I'm not a man.
I am something that you refer to as Fantasy Master Lothario.
I'll never beat you (except in fantasy, that is my pledge).
I'll never lie (except about how much I once liked Josh Rutledge).
And you're evil but unless Rougned Odor disappoints I'll forgive you!
Cause baseball will start 4 2!
*takes a long inhale* Can you smell the freshly cut grass? No, because it's still freezing in half the country? Where's your climate change now, Al Gore?! I'm so hyped up about Opening Day, I'm slangin' bean pies like Ice Cube and picking up and dropping catchers for s's and g's! *goes to my Yahoo fantasy team page*
All right, so I guess I'm not making changes to my Yahoo team on this glorious of splendiferous days. This day that is more beautiful than Giancarlo's tukis. This day that is the most frou-frou of all catchpennies! Okay, I think my thesaurus steered me wrong on that last one. On a sappy level, this was a weird offseason, and I'm glad to put the real world in my rearview mirror for six glorious months, and worry about nothing but winning as many fantasy baseball leagues as I can, and helping everyone along the way. Now who was it again that had Greg Bird (0-for-4, but batted third; yes, you should own him) ranked higher than everyone else?! Anyway, here's what else I saw yesterday in fantasy baseball:What would #OpeningDay be without a Yahoo Fantasy sports glitch? My Yahoo teams are like the opening moments of The Leftovers. pic.twitter.com/OeQV1lysno
— Razzball (@Razzball) April 2, 2017