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First Donut and Forty Eight to Go


Dear Members and Constituents,
Hard as it may be to believe, this year marks the first time I’ve actually enrolled in a fantasy football league. Yes. I’ve participated in office pools and brackets –and have occasionally bet the line, but that has been the extent of my involvement in sports gambling. You make a choice, put it down on paper and move-on. Fantasy football is a lot more involved. Sitting at 1 – 1, I’m still not sure whether this will be a long term thing for me. I’m fumbling around the graphical user interface, can’t seem to score the right players and have yet to engage in a satisfactory level of unsportsmanlike conduct (all puns, although bad, were intended). I have found that my interest level for games in which I would normally not have any emotional investment has increased, even though it creates some perverse incentives (hoping your kicker’s team is held to field goals or your quarterback’s team falls behind so they will be forced to pass more). I’d say moving from casual sports betting to fantasy football is like moving from store bought donuts to home made –potentially rewarding but a lot of effort.

Speaking of which, I know for a fact Scot Leif (donut boy) has a donut plunger and threatened to bring home-made donuts, even though today he graces the donut table with LaMar’s (I can certainly empathize). And while the donuts are delicious, you should pick one quickly before all the good ones are gone… scratch that, I forgot there is no such thing as a bad donut (or an injured donut sitting-out Friday on the bench).
Happy Friday!

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